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Kishore, swallowed and got nervous and we started our conversation dialogs and the camera started rolling and capturing our acting. Kishore was acting as Ravi and me as Kavya.
Ravi: Hi Kavya, how are you?
Kavya: Hey Ravi, My Chellam. Many happy returns of the day my darling.
Ravi: Hmm only wishes? No gift for me?
Kavya: Will your birthday be celebrated without a gift for you? I kept the gift in the cupboard and locked it. I cannot open it as my both hands are having mehandi. Can you please help yourself?
Ravi: Sure darling. Where is the key?
Kavya: (with a naughty smile and look) I kept it in one of my T-shirt pockets. I am not sure about which pocket I kept. Can you please help taking it?
Actually, Ravi’s character needs to be happy here. But Kishore’s face exhibited nervousness and tension and recited his dialogs without 100% best for the scene.
Ravi: Oh Ok, you want me to take the keys by myself?
Kavya: (with naughtiness) why you want to hire someone to take keys from my pocket? (laughed)
With an uncomfortable smile, he walked close to my sofa from my backside, stood close to my backside, and looked at me. I raised my head and looked at his eyes with love and lust. My eyes requested him to pick the keys. I acted naturally as if the scene demands it (Indirectly hinted him to start).
He kept his hands on my shoulder and I could feel the shiver and nervousness on his palm on my shoulders. He gently started sliding his fingers into my T-shirt pockets. I closed my eyes to enjoy and not to embarrass by looking at him.
I could feel his fingers are slowly crawling inside my T-shirt pockets and not yet to reach the open bottom.
But I could feel his hands over the soft upper top of my boobs. He further crawled his fingers. Literally, his fingers are shivering as he was inching further inside. Slowly I felt his fingers are micro inch by inch entering the torn bottom of the pocket.
All fingers entered the open and felt is tip of fingers touched two inches about my nipples. In the shock of touching my bare boobs, he pulled his all fingers in panic outside of my pocket fiercely. I quickly opened my eyes by his fast panic reaction and looked at him.
As I found the scene is now cut and not happening. I looked at him and asked, “Hey what happened?”
Kishore: Oh Sorry Anni, I know it is acting, but as soon as I touched I felt like accidentally touched you so in that sense I pulled my hands out. I forgot I was acting and then realized.
I laughed and said, “That is natural, that is the reason you should involve and get into the character for acting better.”
Kishore: Ok Anni, this time I will re-do without tension. Sorry for the confusion.
Me: Ok get ready and do it
I went back to my pose of lying back to the sofa with fingers wide opened closing my eyes. He this time boldly kept his hands on my shoulder and slowly crawled his fingers inside my pocket. This time he gently and bit boldly (induced boldness) inserted.
It further went inside and now he placed all his five fingers on my boobs. Left five fingers started my left boobs and right fingers touched my boobs. I felt a bit aroused and I leaned backward and raised my boobs up. His fingers bit shivers, but he did not try to remove the fingers.
He kept his fingers on top of my boobs. He gently started sliding fingers and started pressing the boobs with his four fingers like pressing idly. He started pressing all over it and carefully avoided nipples. I know it is not a perfect boob press. But still, I enjoyed closing my eyes.
He started touching pressing by four fingers all over my boobs. He did not try to grope the entire boobs in fear. Instead, he just pressed with fingers on top, side of boobs and bottom of boobs for almost 3 minutes. Just like pressing a cake to see his softness to check if it cooked or not.
I had not commented anything, I enjoyed it, and after 4 minutes, I said cut. We split apart from each other after the cut. I adjusted my hair and said, “Ok, not so bad for the first attempt. We can review the video and share my feedback and how to improve it.”
We sat together and we watched the video together. It was so erotic to watch soft porn of our acting together. Video footage shows that I am enjoying the boob touches closing my eyes. Kishore’s eyes are filled with tense and nervousness.
He could see the close-up scenes of his hand shows bit shivering. We watched together for 5 minutes and asked him, “Kishore, do you find any observations, comments?”
Kishore: I think I see my nervousness and scene could be better than this.
Me: Yes you are right. Can you read this paragraph to understand the main crux of the scene? (I pointed out the paragraph and Kishore started reading it)
“Your finger movements and action within her shirt pocket should induce the pleasure to her and make her emote her excitement. Your performance is key to extract the romantic and excitement from Kavya’s face.”
I said, “Stop.” Kishore stopped reading and I continued, “Kishore, you did scene basically well. But your actions are not enough to excite your lover, basically, when you exhibit fear in your fingers it will not work well.”
Kishore: Yes I understand. But a bit worried if my actions will be considered as too much and whether the heroine will make any bad judgment on me
I noticed that he gently avoided pointing me and using a term heroine. I said, “As I already mentioned there is no room for judging each other in the scene. So do it bold and courageous way. If it appears something bad, I will openly let you know.”
He got super excited as I am inviting openly in an effort to remove his hesitation. He said, “Ok Anni, this time I will do it better. I am ready.” I went back to the sofa, sat and inclined my back, gave a handshake to him, and wished him all the best.
After the part of the dialog he kept his hands on my shoulders, I felt the strong manly grip on my shoulders. I started feeling that he is getting bold. He gently inserted his five fingers in each of my pockets slowly. This time I could sense his fingers are in an exciting mode unlike shivery mode in the last take.
He gently inserted further in and reached the boobs. He placed the full palm on each boob. His all five fingers and palm completely touched my boobs, I felt current passing through my spine with excitement. I moaned and leaned back further and raised my chest up.
He got further encouraged by my posture and started his touch to gently grope.
He cupped my boobs strongly. I got completely aroused. I squeezed my body a bit I could sense his palms are brushing my hard erected nipples. Started scratching my back in gentle side-side motion in ecstasy.
He gently started kneading my boobs like chapatti dough. I made my body completely loose with slight moan with wide open mouth. He started vibrating the boobs in fast motion. I cried in pleasure. He squeezed further and pulled boobs up and down.
All this he was doing inside my dress without taking my boobs out of the dress. He didn’t get a chance to see my boobs just he played with his hands inside my dress. Slowly minute by minute I was getting tempted. I started feeling my pussy is dripping love juices.
I started enjoying his gently squeeze and shamelessly I emoted my expressions. After four such minutes, I said “Cut” and got up and quickly ran to the kitchen. Kishore, in a shock, followed me to the kitchen to see why I am rushing. I took a bottle from the fridge and gulped it full of heavy breathing.
He looked at me curiously. He too felt thirsty and he took another bottle and gulped it. We did not say anything for 3 minutes. Later I opened up, “Kishore, this is so great. You really did it well. I think now you gave 98% required for the scene.”
Kishore was very happy that I approved this scene and said “Thanks Anni, really I couldn’t be acting this well without your support and encouragement. If you have not encouraged and motivated me, I would have miserably failed. All the credit goes to you, Anni.”
I said, “You got talent and you are nice boy da.” Kishore smiled and asked, “Anni, I am happy that you approved this scene. But I am puzzled why you gave 98% only where I missed that 2%?” I blushed and said, “I don’t know how to tell it. Really feeling shy to tell. Don’t know the right word to use”
Kishore was surprised to see me blush the first time. He didn’t find a word to react and without further embarrassing. I said “Ok da, I will tell indirectly. If someone is climbing Everest up to its height and return back without touching its tip they are not 100% successful. We can give only 98%.”
Kishore smiled and said “Ok Anni, now I understood where I lost the 2%. We can do one more take and will get my 2% back.” I could sense he is getting into this lust game slowly and showing eagerness to fondle my boobs. I said, “Ok da, I am ready.” I sat on the sofa.
He came to my back gently inserted his all five fingers aggressively inside my t-shirt pocket. He started squeezing my boobs and felt too excited as this time he gave more force. All of sudden he started pinching my nipples and started rotating it gently. I reached my peak and shouted, cried, moaned like anything.
He aggressively twisted my hard-erected nipples inside my t-shirt and started the act of drawing milk from my nipples like a milking cow. I started feeling and laughing inside me, “Ok now he is completely corrupted and become a spoilt kid.” I enjoyed his finger pleasure on my nipples.
Almost after 4 minutes, I said cut. I relieved from his clutch, stood up and hugged him and said, “Hey you got 200% this time.” He smiled and I looked at his cock. I could see a few drops of honey had spilled from his cock inside his dress. I could see stains of drops. I felt he is also aroused and in peak.
We watched it together and noticed that both of our faces are in extreme happiness revealing 10 different sensations every second. Another thing I noticed that while he is squeezing my boobs, he had pressed his cock on the sofa back.
He started rubbing it hard by his gentle body movements on the sofa (like fucking). It clearly indicated now is a completely spoilt kid and ready for anything. Casually I watched his pant without him noticing me. I see it got a huge bulge watching this scene on TV.
I casually appreciated in a neutral tone and congratulated him for reaching a new milestone in acting. He accepted it and thanked me. I said, “Kishore, I think this is fine for today. We can wrap the acting for today as it is getting late. Let us take a break and continue tomorrow. Have a great night.” I wished him.
He thanked me with his eyes full of lust. He is now drastically changed after completely feeling my melons in his hand. I could sense he is frequently looking at my boobs which he did not do in the past.
I said to myself, “Darling, you are now heavily trapped. But I don’t give myself just like that to you. How many days you made me cry to get me. Climax scene will not happen that easily. I will make you cry internally to beg for it and then I will show you heaven. Let us see how it goes until then.”
We waved goodnight to each other. I know definitely that he will masturbate tonight thinking of me. I went to my bedroom and couldn’t get sleep. My mind was filled with all the boob press actions happened. It was so nice. I opened my t-shirt and looked at my nude boobs that got pressed by my love Kishore.
I touched it and kissed cherishing the incident. I was so much aroused and I was ready to have full sex. But decided to take it in a natural way. Why rush? What is fun there? Let is go according to the scenes in the script and let me accept the climax scene after a lot of build up and initial refusal.
Let him go through the need for me. It will be so cheap for me to immediately accept for a climax fuck scene. Let it go naturally to get a compelling reason that I want to act in it and then let me do it. I looked at the clock. It shows 2 am. Oh my goodness. I’ve not slept yet.
I could sense some very low TV volume in the living room. I could guess that Kishore is doing something there. Just thought to check without making any noise. I slowly walked to the door and I opened it slowly an inch where my eyes can peep the living room.
The living room was clearly visible from my bedroom. I looked at him. He is in shorts and started turning on the TV. He searched for our boob press video and started playing it and muted the audio. He started looking around. I quickly closed the door gap. He had not noticed it. After a couple of seconds, I opened it.
He started playing the video and by the posture, it clearly appears that he is watching the scene and shagging his hard erected cock. I couldn’t see his cock clearly. But I guessed that he is masturbating heavily by seeing the boob press scene. I closed the door and said, “Ok right, he is now completely spoilt.”
I danced heavily that night in my bedroom thinking of my success. I don’t know when I slipped into sleep.
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