Stories

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

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

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.

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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.

Making my fingers curl tightly around his nape. Making my ankle dig into his back.

Ravi and I were asleep by 9:30 last night. Maybe that’s why I felt so well-rested when I felt Ravi’s arm snake around my waist softly,...

Ravi’s bulge pressing against me lovingly.. we both love sleeping by making the room very cold.. so in the early hours of today, I was a ball with my knees to my chest, and my man decided to envelope me, both of us wrapped in a burrito blanket.

I remember clutching to our paisley print blanket, as I felt a hot orgasm build up in my core, distracted ever so slightly by the turning ceiling fan.