My husband ate me against the bedroom window - Indian erotic short story

Sandwiched between the window and Ravi…

A modern Indian erotic short story 💄

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

“Mmmhhhh, baby….” I murmured. “Someone’s feeling ravenous.” My fingers gripped the windowsill.

Ravi and I were getting ready for bed… or should I say warming up? You decide..

“Mmmhhh… you can say that again.” he replied throatily.

His fingers slipped my negligee right off my shoulders. They fell onto the floor soundlessly.

The sensation of the silk brushing off my skin, exposing my naked body to the night in front of me

“Ahhh… Ravi…” and then I added naughtily, “I’m cold…” You could hear my smile in my voice.

My husband’s arms swept up my torso, his palms grabbing my breasts, massaging them fiercely..

Fuckkk…

“It’s getting hot, baby…” Ravi smiled back.

My body arched against the window. From where I stood, I could see the top of our street lamp, illuminating the road below. You could see the fog beginning to settle, ever so lightly.

If anybody were to walk by this moment, and look up, they’d see me naked, stretched tall, my breasts playing with my husband’s fingers, as I gasped softly.

“Ahh.. baby… just like that…” I loved the way he knew how to make me sound like a vixen in heat by just repeatedly flicking my nipples. Ravi is a magician with my body.

He pushed his cock between my ass cheeks. It felt amazing; mine.

I turned my head slightly, my lips meeting my husband’s for a hot open kiss. Our tongues lashed out noisily as we tasted each other. My right hand winding behind his head, pulling him closer. Ravi pressed his body against mine, almost melting into one.

Our kiss was broken by my husband’s urgent bite on my neck. That was going to leave a mark <3

His fingers meandered down from my front. Reaching my thick bush, they softly brushed between them.. meandering lower and lower.. deeper.. till Ravi found exactly what he was looking for.. my soaking pussy.

“Mmhhh jackpot…” he whispered against my ear, his tongue snaking out and licking my lobe. 

“Hahaha.. ting ting ting ting..” I chimed along.

His middle finger vanished between my labia.. rubbing it, the soft sound of my juices playing like music to our ears.

My breasts pressed against the cold window glass, sending a pleasurable pain through my body, as I bent forward and spread my legs wider.

Ravi slapped my clit softly, over and over again.

“Ah.. ah… ah… ah… baby.. just like that.. fuck.. ah.. ah….” I repeated it like a prayer. 

Ravi’s cock, now fully hard, wedged between us.. eager to join. I wound my hand behind me, finding it and rubbing it.

“Not so fast, Kriti… I want to eat you.”

“Ahaha..” I laughed throatily, closing my eyes as I felt him kneel behind me.

His palms massaged my ass cheeks.. gently spreading my legs wider. I obliged happily.

His fingers brushed my slit, now glistening with my precum.

I felt the tip of Ravi’s tongue lick my slit as his nose pressed against my cunt. 

His lips sucked my juices noisily. I couldn’t control my excitement. I lifted my right leg and let it rest on the windowsill.

Ravi’s tongue slipped right into my cunt, curling to play with my g-spot. 

My face was already flushed with the passionate play.

Ravi continued to lap me up like a good boy. “Baby.. you taste so good.. this is my perfect dessert..”

His words almost brought me close to an orgasm as he continued to lick me.

“Ravi, I’m going to cum..”

He responded by sucking harder.. my clit was shooting bright lights of fire in a few moments.. as I screamed over and over again, my cheeks pressed against the cool glass, my breath fogging it up.

His fingers rubbed my clit fervently as I came shuddering.

My legs gave way just in time for my husband to swoop me in his arms. His lay me on the edge of our bed.

Laying on top of me, we kissed deep. I tasted my cum on his tongue, his lips. Ravi broke our kiss to stare at me in the warm light of our bedside lamp.

My curls framing my blushed face, my swollen lips pouting, my eyes have closed in pleasure. Ravi bent down and sucked my erect nipple, a string of saliva between his tongue and the tip. I gathered my breasts offering them to him. His head vanished between them.

Our fingers intertwined tight as he sucked and gently bit them. I felt myself spreading my legs wide, winding them around his buttocks. 

Ravi’s penis rubbed against my pussy. His hand guided it right where we wanted. In one smooth thrust, Ravi entered me.

“Raviiii… ahhhh” I gasped. 

He stayed still for a moment before thrusting again. My breasts bounced with every thrust, each one harder than the other. 

“Don’t stop..” I managed..

He didn’t. My pussy squelched loud as my husband pounded me raw.

Our bed rocked.

I locked my ankles behind him.

We looked into each other's eyes as he continued. Each thrust brought us closer than a moment before. My hands rested gently on his chest. I could feel Ravi’s breath get faster as he picked up pace. 

“Ahhhhhh… Kritiiiii…. Ahhh…” he moaned as he came, his eyes closed. I felt his warm cum fill me up. Ravi collapsed between my breasts as he made the journey from heaven back to earth. 

We lay this way for a little while before sliding onto the bed completely and pulling the blanket over our bodies and spooning tightly.

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