pumps still on and slid down to the edge of the bed. He slowly bent one leg, caressing it as he made his way down to the shoe and gently took it off, tossing it aside. Then he did the same thing with the other shoe. But that wasn’t enough. There was more.
His fingers began to play with the edge of her lace panties, trailing along their edge on her backside. He slowly rolled her over and then his lips began to kiss her stomach, just as she had kissed his. She began to move her hips in response to the touch and that excited him even more. Slowly sliding her panties off, he was captivated by what he saw. Warm and inviting.
He began nibbling on her inner thighs softly, following up the teasing bites by tender kisses and kept going until she was begging for more. Only it wasn’t time for what she wanted—yet. There was still that other piece of clothing in the way and the unexplored curves that lied beneath it.
As Ravi made his way up to her breasts, Sasha felt like his touch alone had brought her near orgasm. He’d managed to create a party of all her senses and they were on overdrive, dancing and moving to the beat and feeling the giddy intoxication that comes with complete lust for another individual.
His fingers were adept at releasing the latch and she breathed in when her flesh met the air. Ravi’s lips soon followed and he was kissing her breasts, nibbling and then sucking, fondling and then caressing—so many things, all coming so naturally and uncalculated. It was all just happening, and she was beside herself.
Her hand made her way down and she wrapped it around his aroused member, moving it up and down slowly, her hips now matching that rhythm, as if he had already entered her. She knew he’d had enough when he looked at her, desperation in his eyes, and pleaded. “May I take you?”
She could only nod…and then wait. The few seconds it took felt like an eternity, like a portal had been opened up and time was limited.
But when he slid into her, she did ignite and the way it felt to finally experience him in her truly connected her to his soul, making her feel everything he might feel.
Tingling nerves.
Urgent desires.
Endless energy to drive forward.
Complete delight in the response of another.
It was a merger of the physical being with the heart and soul.
From Sasha’s perspective, she was experiencing perfection for the first time.
Ravi bit his lip as he moved back and forth in Sasha, enveloped by her warmth and eagerness. Her face was so expressive, showing that she had released everything and exposed who she truly was to him at that moment. It was beautiful, just as beautiful as her and he was very aware that the connection he was feeling with her went beyond anything he’d ever experienced before. But he wasn’t scared; he was driven by it and that understanding became his motor as he kept going. Harder. Harder. Harder.
Her hands were on his back and she was squeezing her fingertips into him as her head arched back and her eyes closed, absorbing the sensations of the moment. She knew that she was about to arrive at a place that she hadn’t been in a long time—never to the extent she was currently at, really. As the thought left her, an appreciative moan followed. “Ravi, oh…”
Seeing the way she looked when the pinnacle of satisfaction had come, he slowed down, not wanting to miss a single reaction, and not wanting to surrender himself right after. He was greedy and he wanted more. Sasha’s sounds pleased him. Her body’s movements delighted him. Her desire for him compelled him. So he kept going, finally quickening up again, and again, she responded with the joyful zealous of someone who’d been deprived for way too long.
And that’s when it happened. Together, they climbed the summit and shouted out in triumph, not caring who may hear or if it echoed across the entire world. It was their moment and they claimed it.
Their bodies then froze, neither one willing itself to
His fingers began to play with the edge of her lace panties, trailing along their edge on her backside. He slowly rolled her over and then his lips began to kiss her stomach, just as she had kissed his. She began to move her hips in response to the touch and that excited him even more. Slowly sliding her panties off, he was captivated by what he saw. Warm and inviting.
He began nibbling on her inner thighs softly, following up the teasing bites by tender kisses and kept going until she was begging for more. Only it wasn’t time for what she wanted—yet. There was still that other piece of clothing in the way and the unexplored curves that lied beneath it.
As Ravi made his way up to her breasts, Sasha felt like his touch alone had brought her near orgasm. He’d managed to create a party of all her senses and they were on overdrive, dancing and moving to the beat and feeling the giddy intoxication that comes with complete lust for another individual.
His fingers were adept at releasing the latch and she breathed in when her flesh met the air. Ravi’s lips soon followed and he was kissing her breasts, nibbling and then sucking, fondling and then caressing—so many things, all coming so naturally and uncalculated. It was all just happening, and she was beside herself.
Her hand made her way down and she wrapped it around his aroused member, moving it up and down slowly, her hips now matching that rhythm, as if he had already entered her. She knew he’d had enough when he looked at her, desperation in his eyes, and pleaded. “May I take you?”
She could only nod…and then wait. The few seconds it took felt like an eternity, like a portal had been opened up and time was limited.
But when he slid into her, she did ignite and the way it felt to finally experience him in her truly connected her to his soul, making her feel everything he might feel.
Tingling nerves.
Urgent desires.
Endless energy to drive forward.
Complete delight in the response of another.
It was a merger of the physical being with the heart and soul.
From Sasha’s perspective, she was experiencing perfection for the first time.
Ravi bit his lip as he moved back and forth in Sasha, enveloped by her warmth and eagerness. Her face was so expressive, showing that she had released everything and exposed who she truly was to him at that moment. It was beautiful, just as beautiful as her and he was very aware that the connection he was feeling with her went beyond anything he’d ever experienced before. But he wasn’t scared; he was driven by it and that understanding became his motor as he kept going. Harder. Harder. Harder.
Her hands were on his back and she was squeezing her fingertips into him as her head arched back and her eyes closed, absorbing the sensations of the moment. She knew that she was about to arrive at a place that she hadn’t been in a long time—never to the extent she was currently at, really. As the thought left her, an appreciative moan followed. “Ravi, oh…”
Seeing the way she looked when the pinnacle of satisfaction had come, he slowed down, not wanting to miss a single reaction, and not wanting to surrender himself right after. He was greedy and he wanted more. Sasha’s sounds pleased him. Her body’s movements delighted him. Her desire for him compelled him. So he kept going, finally quickening up again, and again, she responded with the joyful zealous of someone who’d been deprived for way too long.
And that’s when it happened. Together, they climbed the summit and shouted out in triumph, not caring who may hear or if it echoed across the entire world. It was their moment and they claimed it.
Their bodies then froze, neither one willing itself to
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