Cum for the stories,
stay for the honesty.

“More…” I smiled, looking at the can in his hand. Ravi sprayed some more cream on my nipples, one at a time.

I tilted my neck to accommodate Ravi. His lips brushed against my neck softly. Catching me off guard, my husband nipped my neck.

Slow fucking is the best way to wake up … A modern Indian erotic short story 💄 I don’t know if it’s just me, but I love waking up to Ravi’s morning wood pressing against my ass. It nudges me awake, his hands slowly gliding along my waist, as he’s still half asleep. I stretch like a cat, allowing more room for wandering. The stretching hardens my nipples. They almost slip out of my gown. Before I can cover it up, Ravi’s palms cover them… mmhhhh… His lips trail my neck as he s

A modern Indian erotic short story 💄 Ravi’s fingers pressed my breast hard, roughly almost, as he climbed over me. Both of us were breathing hot and heavy, when I said, “let’s get some ice cream?” Ravi stopped, bit my lower lip hard, and we thought.

A modern Indian erotic short story 💄 ~ Some mornings, Ravi and I find it hard to leave the bed. Like a couple of days ago.

“Ahhh… you’re so wet already…Kritiii…” Ravi’s fingers slid between my folds to find me soaked. 

My head vanished below our blanket just as fast as he had done. I was eager to wrap my lips around his cock. It awaited me, standing tall and pink.

We stopped moving suddenly.

We separated faster than a millisecond, both of us pretending to do god knows what with the air in front of us on the countertop, our backs to her.

Ravi’s cock slided in me in one swift motion.

Ravi and I would have barely half an hour together before my mother-in-law returned from her evening walk.

He can see my breasts in the full-length mirror I am sitting in front of. They rise and fall with each stroke of my brush running through my hair.