Naked amidst the hills - indian real erotic story
A gorgeous hotel suite with a pristine view of the hills of Coorg, and insatiable us 🌹 an indian erotic story
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I steered our white Thar into Ayatana’s large gates. Ravi and I hadn’t been able to see each other for almost 2 weeks - work keeping both of us occupied. And now, we wanted to make the most of the time lost together. We decided to treat ourselves to a long weekend getaway and plonk ourselves amidst Coorg’s landscape.
I pulled over in the massive parking lot; never liked the valet system. Planning to stay there only for a couple of nights, and minus our laptop bags which sat in silence back at our home in Bengaluru, we hauled our light luggage from the boot and hopped out of the car effortlessly. As we walked across the parking lot towards the reception, we noticed there was only one other car parked.
Hmmm, not surprising… maybe the crowd will filter in slowly. It’s barely 9:30am now.
We checked in, and from the reception we were driven in a golf buggy to our cottage by a kind gentleman whose smile never left his face. Once he left with his smile, and we were alone again, we slowly made our way across the cold wooden floors of our little cottage over to the balcony and slid open the doors easily. Ravi stepped onto the cold wooden panels and walked across, reaching for the wooden beam railing. Our cottage overlooked a deep valley within the property. A large tree of some kind rose from the depth of this valley, its feet hidden by the bottle green, blue, and maroon fauna, and towered mightily over our tiny cottage, instantly forming a blanket within a blanket. We both love cold weather. Given a choice, we were more than happy to live on a mountain where it snowed 24/7. For now, Coorg will have to do the trick. I inhaled deeply and hugged Ravi from the back, my nipples awakening against his back the moments before they came in contact.
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We were lazing on the bed… in silence…
Ravi slowly peeled off my clothes, jeans, bra, and panty from my body as I lay sprawled across the mattress. Turning on the hot water knob, he stepped into the shower. The cold streams sent a sharp and sweet pain through his body as cold water fell on his skin, I could tell, his shoulders, chest, soon a sexy sheen. I loved it when Ravi did this.. After years together, we dance differently.. There was no script..
I joined Ravi and was already feeling myself relax as the hot shower water burnt against my closed eyelids, cheeks, and breasts. I ran my hands through my wet hair, snaking them around my ears and shoulders. Ravi turned towards me, pulling me close. He kissed me softly. My black curly thick hair reached my lower back when wet, as I arched in Ravi’s arms. I closed my eyes and slowly felt Ravi’s erection press between my legs.. I slowly looked into his eyes, feeling little droplets of fire and water run down my stomach, making their way in between my thighs, before rushing down to kiss my feet. Lovingly, Ravi’s hands moved along my bare slick neck and shoulders. He moved his hands further down, cupping my breasts in each palm. His thumbs ran over my brown nipples, now black, big, and swollen with desire. A moan escaped my lips as water continued to kiss them and spill over from my chin to the heavy valley between her mounds, like a lusty waterfall.
Without another thought, Ravi’s right hand slid between her thighs, I felt his fingers run through my thick black bush, making their way between my soft mounds. Ravi kissed me harder. He slowly began massaging my clitoris as the water washed over our bodies with endless waves of lust. I expertly gathered my breasts, now heavy with desire, and squeezed them together. My black wet nipples surrounded by supple caramel skin shined underwater like a painting, as many streams seemed to spring from them.
My eyes closed, I was beginning to lose myself as a pool of passion began forming near my pussy.
Mmmhhh Ravi… ahhh…Â
The steam rose and fogged up the pane of glass separating us from the room. My hands around Ravi’s neck, I slowly leaned against the cool glass, my back and butt forming an imprint. The imprint continued to move and grow slowly as my body writhed against it. With the support of the glass pane, I leaned back slightly, arching my back. Ravi’s fingers were now slipping against the wall of my wet pussy, slick with my juices and the shower. He slowly slid his middle finger between the folds and inside me.
Mmmhhhhh!… ahhh… mmhm… mmhhhh
My body moved accordingly, grinding my back against the glass and my pussy against his hand simultaneously. Ravi’s palm cupped my soft bush, doing a wonderful job of awakening my g-spot. I found my rhythm almost immediately, and Ravi continued to play me like a musical instrument, as the shower sang along, drowning the soft moans escaping my mouth.
Ravi picked up pace, almost naturally, as my moans guided him, making him bend forward and wrap his lips around my nipples, sucking on it noisily, my moans getting louder. My heartbeat quickened and I shut my eyes tight as Ravi chewed on my engorged nipple and bit slowly. His left hand squeezed my breasts tight as his right hand played a frenzy inside me, a pulsating pleasure slowly emitting from my centre, threatening to burst into a bright light as the right image formed inside...
Ravi’s tongue travelled down my body, drinking in every drop. He paused momentarily to nip my waist as his fingers slipped out softly… going straight for the prize, his mouth opened and his tongue darted between my swollen labia. He gently parted my legs as he kneeled between them, sucking on my clit, like licking ice cream slowly off the side of a cone.
Baby, you taste so good. Mmhhh… aahhhh….
Ravi continued to suck my clit like a hungry puppy, his tongue and lips driving me crazy. Ravi’s fingers simultaneously massaged my g-spot, edging me towards what was about to be a bursting ecstasy.
I tried grabbing at the slippery nothingness of the glass wall behind me as my body heaved against it. As soon as I felt the first wave of pleasure hit me, I brought my thighs together with his hand still cupping my g-spot tightly, squeezing it. Making my orgasm more intense, this sent waves of electric heat starting at the centre of being across my entire body.
I came loudly in the shower. With my body just as hot as the water earlier, I almost felt nothing afterwards. I slowly opened my eyes. We looked at each other and then out of the window into the valleys of Coorg, the fog slowly clearing. As I caught my breath, Ravi turned off the hot water knob, letting the cool water slowly wash away the warm liquid between my legs.
Now that he had made me cum like a queen on holiday, I could feel my stomach growl as I stepped out of the shower.
I looked forward to devouring my breakfast as she dried my hair, visibly glowing.
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