Ravi’s head in my lap - Indian erotic short story

A different kind of lap dance…

A modern Indian erotic short story 💄

My Saturday is already looking up… mmhhhh….

After a nice morning walk and lovely breakfast, Saturday late morning caught me tucked in bed with a good book.

I felt Ravi's head slowly nudge into my lap over the blanket.

I smiled, trying to focus on the sentence in front of me.

After getting no reaction from me immediately,  Ravi slowly slid the blanket down till my knees, adjusted himself comfortably between my legs, and pulled the blanket over his head softly..

I straightened myself, and slipped my top effortlessly over my head. Sinking into our mattress, my head dug deep into a cloud of cushions.

The cold air made my brown nipples hard and erect, peeping over the edge of the blanket, my ass slowly moving, getting comfortable.. 

Ravi slid his finger between my labia.. Gentle, but very intentional… like he had plans he intended on executing… very well…

My juices coated his finger… already.. 

His tongue joined in. Smoothly moving his palm up, his thumb positioned perfectly, circling my g-spot, and his tongue slowly licking my slit.. ufff… 

My book already tossed aside, I was beginning to enjoy every sensation my husband was awakening in me..

As he pressed his face harder into my core, my ankles rested on his shoulders with ease..

“Ahhh… Ravi… baby… eat me” 

Encouraged, he roamed his lips along my inner thighs briefly.. tickling and teasing me..

“Mmhhh… so hungry… Kriti…” Ravi managed between sucking my slit.. once again lost in eating me.

Ravi’s tongue entered me repeatedly.. curling and swirling inside me.. driving me crazy.. 

“Baby… fuck… this feels so good…” I moaned shamelessly.. raising my ass off the mattress, my wanton desperation on full display.

“My cum queen… Kriti… ahhh.. love it so much when you’re wild..” he smiled and whispered throatily.

I bit my finger as I blushed, my husband’s words making me feel aware of nothing but his absolute acceptance of me..

Such moments brought us closer.. the frankness, no barriers (almost literally), and the way we brought out the words that rarely get spoken… ufff Raviii…!!

Ravi’s lips glued to my clit as his tongue repeatedly sucked on it. I felt my insides explode in ecstasy.

My eyes refused to open, even if I wanted them to.

My fingers clasped Ravi’s hair tight for a few seconds. My stomach convulsed as I drowned and floated, drowned and floated on wave after wave of orgasm.

It took a while before I could breathe evenly again, slowly opening my eyes to a brighter Saturday afternoon…

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