Check-in sex at Coorg

No we don’t clock or schedule sex. And it’s also precisely why I cannot promise “two posts a week”. It’s most likely going to be more ;-)

We drove down to Coorg yesterday for the weekend. Both of us, tongue in cheek, applied leave together for Friday and fell into bed laughing.

We booked the nicesttttt Airbnb (I love selecting this. It gets me imagining all the possible ways Ravi will be taking me, and honestly, gets me going!) and promptly left home at 5am.

By 10-ish, I stood by the large window of our bedroom, overlooking the hills. Our cosy home till Sunday morning stood on a really tall hillock. If I peeped down, I could see specks of some roofs. Otherwise, in front of me, only the hills.

It was sunny outside. I squinted, smiled, and looked back at Ravi, who was sprawled on the bed, staring at me.

Ravi moved almost immediately, as though I had just gestured our secret sex code.

Cocooning me, he hugged me from the back, tracing my neck with his soft warm lips… making me rest my head on his left shoulder and close my eyes.

The only sound we were surrounded by was birds softly twittering close-by.

His hands slowly roamed over my red kurta, over my stomach, moving up… I sighed…

He stopped just short of feeling my breasts… such a tease, Ravi!

His tongue licked my neck… making me shimmy my ass into his growing bulge…

Mmhhhh it felt so good…

“Ravi”… I whispered his name…

He gently grabbed and squeezed my thick waist. He began moving his bulge rhythmically against my ass…

“Kriti…” he said softly into my ear…

Lifting my kurta, he slid it off me smoothly. My black curly hair and thaali clinked softly back on my shoulders and cleavage.. my breasts now heaving in my soft black bra…

I turned slowly to kiss him.. but Ravi gently turned me back to face the window..

“Not yet, baby…”

His fingers untied the knot of my black salwar which fell to the floor as soon as it loosened. I could sense he was not as patient as he was pretending to be, because in the next few moments, my panties and bra joined my salwar.

I was now naked, with a breathtaking view in front of me, and breathtaking husband right behind.

I heard him swoosh his t-shirt and shorts to the floor. He resumed his pose behind me almost immediately. Ravi’s warm naked chest and stomach against my bare back felt so good…

I began massaging his cock between us.. Ravi’s fingers wound in front of my waist, and vanished between my legs…

Breathing hard, both of us…

I moaned so loudly when I finally felt Ravi’s left hand cup my left breast.

“Fuckkkk… Ravi….”

This… small change… spontaneity… is why I love him… and mind you, we hadn’t even kissed yet!

His warm, hard cock slid between my ass cheeks, along my pussy…

His fingers were playing with my clit… in slow circular motions… they were already wet…

I was beginning to whimper…

Ravi’s left hand moved from one breast to the other, now roughly massaging them as he picked up pace…

“Aaahh… baby.. Ravi…. I want you in me”

He bent me against the window gently, and guided his cock into me in one fell swoop.

We both moaned!

He straightened me up slowly. Turning my face towards him, he looked into my eyes and said “not stopping till we have to drive back, Kriti…” and we kissed.

Our tongues snaking around each other, our lips hungrily enveloping, we could not get enough!

Ravi began fucking me smoothly… he slipped out of me once, but glided right back in. His left arm snaked around my front, squeezing my breast hard.

“Yes..yess…yes….yes…yes.. Ravi…yes..yesss” It’s like I didn’t know any other word.

“Fuck me hard baby…” I said.

Ravi turned me. Continuing kissing, he carried me to the closest love seat and lay me down.

Hugging me close, he mounted me. He gathered my breasts together and sucked my dark brown nipples till they were black and hard. My kajal was smudged, my pleasure-drugged eyes watched his tongue lick my wet breasts.

We kissed as he pounded me, my ass almost hanging off the seat. I felt him move inside me so vividly! (You have to try this. Ass hanging pounding, with the right support, of course. It’s mind blowing.)

Taking my thaali in between his teeth, my husband groaned and fucked me. Both of us were loud in bed. And we were loud in Coorg too.

He began massaging my clit again, without slowing down.

Ravi did this almost always, especially when he wanted both of us to come together. Other times, he has me cumming first before he finished inside me…

The ball of heat building up was so good, it made me squeeze my breasts together hard.

Ravi knew that making me cum wasn’t as straight forward as making him cum.

Unlike a dick which will spurt come what may, women drum to a different beat every time.

We looked into each other’s eyes, because I was his guide here. He massaged and pressed as I nodded my head.

He kept at it till I was moaning so hard! Ravi joined my orgasm. His body shivered and shuddered. Filling me with his hot cum, he came more than usual this time.

We let our breathing return to normal before even moving an inch…