Stories

Ravi and I would have barely half an hour together before my mother-in-law returned from her evening walk.

And risky afternoons like today were our favourite. Even if it meant while my mother-in-law was watching her soap barely 20 feet away.

I was naked in bed, with my left hand squeezing my breast tightly and my right hand firmly gripping my black vibrator pressed against my clitoris.

I’m sure my cheeks were still flushed, hair still ruffled, from the erotic impressions.

“We’re never going to make it past the living room.” I thought as I sprinted towards the main door. 

My already dripping cunt knew no limit when it came to Ravi.

“I love this cock so much, it's mine.” I whisper, going down. Its gleaming shiny head was already bouncing and hard.

In response, I smiled and I peeled the petals of my pink pussy apart. It glistened, revealing its juicy interior.

My hips eased down on Ravi, as I felt every inch of him move inside me.

I felt the contour of it so vividly even between the fabric of my basic hosiery. Lifting my short frill basic skirt higher, he found the edge and slid it down.

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