Kneading the chapati dough together

Rascal Ravi! Trapped me right where I wanted!

I was kneading the chapati dough in the kitchen around 6:30 earlier today… alone.

The morning sun still snoozing her alarm, I turned my head as I noticed Ravi’s drowsy and naked silhouette enter the kitchen from the corner of my eye.

He came and slumped himself right onto my back, hugging my stomach softly.

“Mmhhhhhh” he breathed into my shoulder, “let’s go back to bed, Kriti”

I laughed softly, my hands continued to work the sticky dough..

Ravi’s hand moved down mine, careful not to get messy..

“Come na…” he asked again

I nodded no, teasing him.

“Okay, no worries. I have you right where I want you, Kriti…” saying this, Ravi made his big move. He cupped my breasts below my t shirt, fingering my nipples.

“Ahhhhh, Ravi!” I gave my best performance. This was headed right where I wanted.

He didn’t hold back, he was horny.

He squeezed my boobs hard, making the chapati dough squirt thick from between my fingers.

I couldn’t touch him. He could devour me.

His fingers slid between the elastic of my pyjamas, finding no barrier beyond this point. No panties.

Ravi’s tongue snaked around my earlobe, as he began rubbing my clit slowly. His fingers sliding between my labia.

My knees began buckling; Ravi supported me.

One hand fondling my breasts while the other played with my pussy.

He took his time turning my warm bush into a wet one.

And when I was ready, Ravi slid my pyjamas down swiftly.

Angling me, he entered me. I felt his meat rub the walls of my pussy so vividly. I was so tight and warm, it felt really good.

Just feeling him expand my walls… uffff, feeling it even as I write this makes me squeeze my thighs tightly together…

He rode me gently, and without changing rhythm much. Thumbing my clit, he leaned over me. The dough was now enjoying the show thoroughly with popcorn.

Ravi’s pumped me well, till we both came hard and loud against the kitchen slab.

I felt his body involuntarily shiver as he emptied his seed inside me.

I even felt it dribble down the edges and down my leg.

And I felt a promise of a wilder night later, in Ravi’s kiss…