Afterglow before breakfast - Indian erotic short story

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 spoons me.

Cosier… warmer… hotter…

He kisses my neck.. His tongue sends little tickles and tingles down my spine.

And just when I am lost in this feeling, this sensation, Ravi pinches my nipple, bringing me back to reality - the heaven on our bed at 6 in the morning…

My face digs into the pillow as each sensation wakes me up..

Ravi’s hands continue to cup my breasts, play with them.. Caressing them, kneading them… something you must know about Ravi, my husband… he can make me cum just with nipple play :-) not, not kidding. It’s true… with passion, patience, and persistence, anything is possible :-)

Ravi’s fingers roll over my taut dark brown nipples… they appear jet black in the rising sunlight that streams in through the curtain…

I am moaning softly… both of us in the present. Neither has the next step in mind, we flow with the feeling, and never really follow a script..

My body completely at ease, my back tucked into his chest, as Ravi strums my nipples like playing a soft romantic song on a guitar…

I feel his hard on pressing against my ass.. Waiting to slip in between my thighs… enter me..

I stretch my legs lightly… lifting one of them.. Ravi gets the hint and moves his hands down..

Even before his fingers brush over my pussy, we both know that I am soaking..

I can feel Ravi gasp lightly discovering my juices on the brim already.

“You never fail to surprise me, Kritiii.” he whispers…

I smile into the pillow, lifting my leg higher.

His fingers rub my labia, sliding in between slowly… Ravi angles his cock, replacing his fingers with the tip of his thick shaft.

He teases me, almost entering, making me writhe against him, giggling softly at my wantonly state.

“Ravi…” slips out of my lips.

“Kritiii….” He murmurs back.

He thrusts inside me and a stronger wave of pleasure rises in my body as I moan loudly.

Ravi stays still for a few moments before he thrusts again.

“Oh baby…” I say.

And another thrust.

Ufff.. slow fucking in the morning is probably the best way to wake up, not going to lie.

Ravi’s hands wander back up to my breasts now fully exposed. He massages them so well.

He continues to fuck me slow as I moan softly, rhythmically. 

Ravi increases pace. My pussy is practically dripping at this point. 

His fingers move down to my clit. They begin massaging it as Ravi fucks me harder now. 

“Ahhh baby.. mmhhh… ahh.. ahh… ah… ah…” my moans encouraging his absolutely romantic behaviour.

I can feel an orgasm building almost immediately.

In a few moments, I cum hard. And Ravi follows right up. Both of us fly into the blinding orgasm as Ravi’s warm cum erupts inside me. He groans into my shoulder as he does so.

We both bask in the afterglow for a few minutes, holding each other, Ravi still inside me. His cum flows out of my pussy, as we adjust and get cosier.

I turn my head and we kiss..

“Good morning, baby…” he murmurs against my lips.

I smile back, glowing and satiated.

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