Stories

“More…” I smiled, looking at the can in his hand. Ravi sprayed some more cream on my nipples, one at a time.

A modern Indian erotic short story 💄 Ravi’s fingers pressed my breast hard, roughly almost, as he climbed over me. Both of us were breathing hot and heavy, when I said, “let’s get some ice cream?” Ravi stopped, bit my lower lip hard, and we thought.

A modern Indian erotic short story 💄 ~ Some mornings, Ravi and I find it hard to leave the bed. Like a couple of days ago.

“Ahhh… you’re so wet already…Kritiii…” Ravi’s fingers slid between my folds to find me soaked. 

My head vanished below our blanket just as fast as he had done. I was eager to wrap my lips around his cock. It awaited me, standing tall and pink.

We stopped moving suddenly.

We separated faster than a millisecond, both of us pretending to do god knows what with the air in front of us on the countertop, our backs to her.

Ravi’s cock slided in me in one swift motion.

He can see my breasts in the full-length mirror I am sitting in front of. They rise and fall with each stroke of my brush running through my hair.

An interactive erotic story. Choose how your desire unfolds 💋

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 want it in my mouth", i whisper.

Ravi doesn’t stir the first time my tongue snakes out of my mouth, barely touching the tip of his limp cock.