"Look at yourself, and your will know that my actions are well justified. Look at your own breasts, especially your nipples" I pointed at her mystic peaks. She stared at herself in the mirror. She was impressed with her own looks. She had fallen in love with herself, and seemed to have newly discovered her oozing sex appeal, especially in her wet and revealing blouse. Instinctively her right hand went up and held her right breast, slightly pushing it up to enlarge the generous cleavage.

"What do you think about this pose, Pratap?" - her voice was getting a little husky now, and I felt a wave of electricity surge through my body. She was getting horny, as her voice was proving without a doubt. If she got this horny at this early stage, then how horny could she get?

"This is a very seductive pose, but tell me what you think about yourself, Sneha. Describe to me about how you look in this dress" my voice lowered to match her huskiness.

Her eyes met my eyes through the mirror - "Do you want me to describe it in detail, Pratap?"

"I know you want to Sneha, and I am dying to hear it"

Her voice was almost like a slutty whisper now, with a large dose of shyness too.

"I love the way my saree has been pushed to the side to reveal my blouse, Pratap dear. I have always wanted to keep the saree pushed aside this way, but I could not. And I enjoy wearing such a transparent blouse, that too without a bra. My breasts are completely exposed through this. And look at my nipples, oh, look at the way they are showing through the wet fabric. What do you think my fans would do if they see me like this, Pratap?"

"Do you want them all to see you like this, Sneha?"

"Oh yes, I want to act in a movie like this. I want all of my fans to look at me like this, Pratap dear. I have been hiding my body from them for too long. How could I make them miss a sexy sight like this? Won't they love watching my cleavage? Won't they love watching my nipples? Won't they love watching the hero grab my breast from behind, like this?"

On saying this, she took my hand and brought it to her breast, making me grab it hard. I never expected things to happen that fast. She did not seem that type to me. But now being so close to her, I could almost hear her heart thumping (or was that mine?). I thought if I had held her left boob instead, I might have even felt her heartbeat in my hand. I pressed myself closer to her now. I could smell the fragrance emanating from her wavy hair, and I inhaled deeply. It made my desire towards Sneha rise exponentially. My erection was pressing against her ass, and she jerked a little on feeling my hard on. And my right hand was very busy playing with her soft and spongy asset. Her boob was much softer than I expected, but her nipple was harder than I had imagined. My other hand, which was resting on her left shoulder so far, got into action now. Her pallu was almost on the edge of her shoulder now, and I gave it a gentle push to send it down. It fell off her shoulder, but made a last attempt at doing its job by clinging to the tip of her left boob. Noticing this, she smiled. She blew gently towards it, and the pallu fell off the cliff. Now it looked as if she was standing there almost topless. The blouse was only adding up to the sexiness that was oozing out of her. She took my left hand and placed it on her left boob. Then she closed her eyes. I took the cue. She wanted me to play with her boobs, and that was exactly what I had been wanting to do. I cupped her breasts with both my hands, and she was more than a handful. Holding her from in front of a mirror was giving me a huge hard on.

"Do not close your eyes, Sneha; I want you to enjoy watching this. Watch me play with you, because you look so lovely with your boobs showing" I insisted, and she opened her eyes.

"Whatever you say, Pratap", saying this, she smacked her lips.

I was struggling to control myself from watching her juicy lips. Lips were Sneha's major assets. Her fans would know exactly what I mean. Look at any of her photograph from the internet and you will know what I mean. Half of her sex appeal belonged to her smile.

"I want to kiss you Sneha. Do I have the privilege?" I pleaded.

Now who would pass up an opportunity like that? I again let my eyes wander all over her body through the mirror. She deserves the greatest kiss, but not just her lips. Her entire body deserved to be kissed. I brushed her hair aside and gently pecked her neck from behind, inhaling deeply at the same time. "I can give you a kiss of a lifetime, my sweet goddess. But it would take a long, long, long time. But I am sure you will enjoy it all the while"

Her eyes widened with expectation. Her hand held mine and took it all over her top frontal region.

"Then do it soon, Pratap. I am burning inside"

"Do not hurry Sneha; I'm not going to kiss your lips alone. I am going to kiss you all over, and I am going to enjoy doing that. And I do not want you to undress either. Just remain as you are, and stand still like a statue"

"Please Pratap, let the kiss be romantic and be full of lust as well. I can't wait, please"

She closed her eyes and stretched her hands. Her saree had already fallen off the top, and she was just standing there with her blouse and saree clad petticoat. I moved away from her, took a deep breath, studied her from all angles, and wondered how beautiful she was in that pose. The photographer in me urged me to go grab the camera and snap away, but I stood still. There was still plenty of time. And I really wanted to kiss her. I felt a lot of love flowing through me at that moment, a love for the timeless beauty that was served in front of me to enjoy and relish.

"My love, I know you hear this all the time from everyone. But I have to say this. You look so lovely"

Her eyes remained closed, but she smiled and spoke - "I hear this all the time from, everyone, Pratap. But I do not let any of them kiss me. But I am begging you. You called me your sweet goddess, and this goddess wants you to kiss her. With all your body and soul"

I also could not hold back any longer. This goddess had to be treated just like a goddess. And I just knew the best place to start. I got down to the floor in front of her, and kissed her feet.