I had an afternoon meeting with my designer yesterday. We decided to meet at a cafe midway.

When I reached and noticed I was the first to reach.

I chose a nice cosy spot, and placed my bag down. I placed my order for a Creamy Chicken Sandwich and Cold Coffee - I was feeling hot ;-)

The cafe was barely occupied on a Thursday afternoon, and had some time to kill since my designer was a good 15 mins out.

I excused myself from nobody in particular and slid my ass off my chair smoothly, making my way to the washroom. I felt my breasts

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Have a happy Moanday 💋

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We finish dinner over interesting conversation and slip away into the night..

We reach my place without discussing it.. you excuse yourself to use the washroom.. I slip into one of my favourite negligees..

I step into my balcony.. feeling the cold breeze against my body.. through my curly hair.. I absolutely love cold weather..

The balcony is dark but the warm floor lamp in my living room behind my silhouette is enough to show anyone looking at me what I was doing..

I slowly raise my arms above my head.. stretching good.. my breasts almost spilling over my stretched silk fabric..

I stay that way for a while, feeling the day run through my body.. enjoying every bit of the ache in every joint.. my head tilting to my right as I take a deep breath.. smelling the hint of vanilla moisturiser mixed with my skin..

My left hand slowly slides down my hair, face, neck, over my left breast and stays there.. my right arm bent over my head..

I feel my hard nipple so vividly through the silk.. like I wasn’t wearing anything..

In a few moments, I feel your presence closing the gap between us..

You stop behind me just enough to let a needle stay between us.. I breathe deep.. biting my lip.. I can almost feel your erection against my ass.. I laugh it off, ofc I’m imagining it..

“Will you please tell me?” You whisper close to my ears..

I turn towards you slowly.. a playful question mark on my face..

You breathe deep, like you are asking Patienca to drop her crying kids and side with you in this moment, as you slowly say, “tell me.. baby.. how can I worship you tonight?… please… you enjoy what I do to you.. I know you do and that’s fine.. I’m just asking.. you to ask me.. anything.. everything..”

I’m listening intently.. I smile again.. I walk past you.. towards my fridge.. open it.. and bend over..

My little dress slides up and is good to show you the sliver of my pink lips between the edge of my bush..

I straighten up, and closing the fridge, I turn around. You see a glass of cold milk in my hand..

I walk towards you, into the balcony.. I sit on the long armchair I have, where I love to read on my weekly offs…

I stretch back.. I tilt the glass below my neck ever so lightly.. letting a couple of the white drops meet my valley and race down.. like they’re saying to you, “she’s talking, what are you waiting for?”

You cover the space between us in 2 long steps, and lay over my body.. your lips stopping the drop from moving any closer to where only your right lay..

You look up slowly.. meeting my gaze.. daring me to show you every corner of my body that belonged only to you..

I spill a long sip that rivers down my body in different directions.. you lap your tongue out hungrily.. all over my drenched thin dress..

Your fingers pull down the straps without realising what they were doing.. you were so intent on making sure you got all the milk..

“I want to feed you, Don.. drink my milk… please.. my breasts are so heavy, baby…”

I finally say..

I sit up halfway as you immediately adjust effortlessly and sprawl over my body.. your arms around my waist.. my left arm around your neck.. I hold the glass of milk with my right hand and pour some over my right breast..

Slowly this time.. I want you to suckle me as I feel the milk swishing in your mouth for a few seconds..

Your head expertly moves and clasps around my hard nipple just as the drops kiss them too.. your teeth suckling and nibbling me gently..

My eyes are closed as I frown and gasp in a pleasure I have never known.. never.. but always wanted to experience…

I pour a little more which you don’t let escape at all.. I love watching the milk around your lips.. I slide my left arm away and wipe some away.. licking it before I bring it back to your nape.. my fingers through your hair letting you know just how much I love feeding..

“Drink me more.. baby.. ahh..” words and moans begin to escape my lips.. you suckle and swallow my bulge hard.. and noisily.. my back arching as I wantonly offer my right teat for the taking.. your tongue rolls in circles inside your mouth while your lips remain clasped tight..

“Harder.. I can take it, baby..” I say out loud.. against your forehead..

You moan deep.. sending waves of pleasure through my body..

I pour… and accidentally pour a lot.. the milk over my left breast.. you pull it close and snake your tongue out.. catching a lot of it.. but some milk escaping down to my navel.. through your chest..

Our bodies writhe.. squeaking and sliding to the liquid.. your mouth and nose wet.. but you’re drinking me so well..

You slide one arm out and take the glass from me.. I squeeze both my breasts as you pour some more of it.. it slides down my cleavage perfectly into your waiting mouth..

With a full sip, you move your body higher.. and kiss me.. slipping some of the milk into my mouth.. I kiss you back.. we are messy and swallowing each other..

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Everyday, from 12:30–1pm, my 78 year old almost-deaf mother-in-law, who is visiting us, turns up the television’s volume from the average 15 all the way to a blaring 28, to catch up on her soap.

I could see the opening credits light up the massive 56” television and the top of my dainty mother-in-law’s head which was buried inside a massive sofa; all of which was visible from the breakfast counter adjoining the kitchen. I was done with my cooking, drawing the lunch menu to an end.

I stowed away the last of the serveware, and poured myself a glass of water. As I brought the glass to my lips and looked up again, I noticed Ravi, my husband, standing at the entrance of the kitchen, leaning against the wall, staring intently at me, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

“Hi..” I smiled.

“Hey, I was feeling… thirsty.”

Ravi walked into the kitchen, shuffling the air around me, making me close my eyes momentarily, and inhale his musky scent deeply. For a few seconds, the volume of the television filled the air, as I turned my back towards Ravi and resumed drinking water.

“Will you feed me, baby?” Ravi’s voice and breath suddenly tickled her right ear.

I did not get startled even a bit. I slowly smiled, knowingly.

“Now, here?” I whispered back looking at the back of my mother-in-law’s engrossed head, concealing my lips with the glass of water.

“Right here, right now… baby…”

With his right hand, Ravi took the glass of water and placed it down. His left hand snaked around my concealed waist, squeezing it lightly, tickling me, making me lean into his body lightly. Ravi bent down and brushed his lips along my shoulder, my tight blouse barely staying before gently slipping off.

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“Ahh… so thirsty, baby? Looks like we fell short last night” I whispered and moaned low as my neck involuntarily rolled, revealing more of myself to Ravi.

“Darling, every night with you is too short” Ravi ran his lips along my bare back, making his way to my left ear and nibbling at the lobe.

“Mmmhhh.. more” I asked softly, biting my lower lip, as I continued to ensure my mother-in-law remained engrossed. Saying this, I lifted my saree, teasing Ravi with my bare leg.

Ravi vanished below the kitchen counter and

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My nipples are still so puffy. And every time I think of the moment, I can literally feel myself get wet (iykyk). That moment which changed a regular morning to such a… juicy one. That’s the only word I can think of using to describe what happened when Ravi kissed me bye at the door and turned to leave for office.

Just as I began to close the door behind him, he stopped. And stepped back inside.

I looked at him a little puzzled for exactly two seconds before he closed the door and locked it behind us.

He dropped his bag down and pinned me against the door. My husband’s lips covered mine the next instant. His hands cupped around my cheeks, his tongue already hot against mine.

My body responded and how. Even though I had an entire wooden door holding me so firm that only an earthquake could begin to put me through it, I still held onto Ravi like I was hanging off a cliff.

My arms wrapped around his back, roaming all over.. they were eager to feel his skin..

My fingers began unzipping his trousers while his fingers lifted my night gown right off my body in one fell swoop. There, I stood naked, wearing only my mangalsutra.. my hair a little tousled over my shoulders and my cheeks flushed in excitement.

Ravi peeled his maroon shirt off at the same time his trousers and boxers met my night gown.

He rushed in and kissed me hard before I pushed him away.

We were both breathing hard by this point. Grinning like idiots at each other, we both hugged and kissed like teenagers running against the clock.

Ravi’s hard af cock pressed against my inner thigh, pleading.

I was equally welcoming. Ravi kneeled a little.

I gasped hard when Ravi entered me and went in all the way. We stayed that way for a few moments.. until he moved out a little and pounded me hard again.

My lips brushed against his forehead as I let the waves of pleasure course through me one at a time.

Ravi grabbed my mangalsutra with his teeth and sucked on my nipples so hard.. the small black beads and his tongue wreaked havoc on my mind, body, and clit. He looked into my eyes as he pinched the tips, increasing pressure… or should I say pleasure… slowly but so surely.

I was moaning hard by now as my husband and I had found our rhythm. Our bodies moved together comfortably as we fucked urgently on a gorgeous today morning in Bangalore, before work.

My left knee hooked over his arm, Ravi moved faster as my breasts danced to the trinkling sound of my mangalsutra. His lips clasped the side of my exposed neck and I knew he wanted to make me remember this moment all day. I felt the spicy and sweet pain of a love bite and enjoyed every bit of it. It spurred me on so much.

In the next few moments, Ravi came hard.. in deep thrusts and spurts, he filled my pussy with his morning shot. We kissed like horny teenagers before he finally left. I let his cum spread slowly around my cunt all afternoon.

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“Mmmhhhhh… aahh…” the sounds slipping out of my lips were so unafraid. I felt no fear of being caught with my dress hoisted up till my waist and my panty pulled aside, my trimmed bush glistening with my juices mixed with my husband Ravi’s saliva.. his head between my legs as I lay back comfortably against the backseat door with a pillow plopped in between.. zero fear that someone would walk past our car that was pulled over on a silent patch of service road at around eleven in the morning.

I loved the fact that we had begun our naughty weekend already!

“Mmhhh…” I moved lightly.. adjusting my pussy to glide along his tongue.. Ravi snaked his tongue out, flicking it against my exposed clit.. he gently held my lips apart as his thumb massaged the head of my clit slowly..

We had another two hours to check-in and were only an hour’s drive away.. with an hour to kill, you can imagine that neither of us were in any rush.. 

My fingers pulled down the neck of my light chiffon dress to expose my natural breasts.. I wore no bra and within ten minutes of realising that is how Ravi and I were in this position.

I pinched both of them.. till my dark brown nipples looked like big, rock hard, yummy af raisins.

Ravi’s tongue slid between my labia.. up.. and down.. up… mmmnhhh.. and down… this made me grind my cunt into his face.. and my man lapped it all up…!! 

I moved my left hand down and furrowed through his hair, “Is my baby so thirsty?”

He gazed at me with eyes that spoke in volumes..

I bit my lower lip as I returned his gaze..

He bit playfully at my pussy’s lips..

“Ahh!!!”….. “Uffff…”

I laughed throatily which encouraged Ravi to repeat nibbling at my pussy, sending waves of pain and pleasure coursing through my body.

I licked my index finger slowly as he continued to enjoy and slowly take over my senses.

My tongue snaked out of my mouth and rolled around my middle finger until it vanished in between my lips..

My silver nose ring made Ravi’s view all the more sensual and flattering.

“Play with your breasts, Kriti..”

Say less, Ravi…

I squeezed my breasts close until they formed a heart shape. My fingers toyed with my nipples like I was milking them. Playing with my breasts while Ravi’s tongue snaked close to my opening was making me go crazier.

“Ravi.. fuck.. ahhh…”

I was dying to feel his tongue inside me.. and that’s just what my mind-reading sexy husband did at that very moment. 

I pinched my nipples hard and stayed that way as his tongue vanished inside me. 

God, this man knew how to really eat!!

He moaned against the walls of my pussy as he lapped me up loudly.

I almost closed my eyes when I noticed a shadow pass by the front window.

Stopping mid-moan, I watched the person walk past the backseat window, looking in briefly.

It was a woman, and she saw my flushed face and exposed semi-naked body for a second before realising what was happening. 

Luckily, she chose mortification, and what I also like to believe was a little bit of maturity, and continued walking.

I gasped and laughed, my head falling back.

Ravi, completely unaware of my last five seconds, was moving his fingers in my pussy by now.

I felt the shock turn into sweet pleasure as I relaxed and let myself closer towards my orgasm.

Ravi's fingers hooked me perfectly.. and moved divinely.

My fingers back on my breasts, I squeezed and moaned, my body racing towards the rush.

My knees tightened around Ravi’s shoulders as I came hard. 

In waves, I felt a pulsating pleasure emit from my g-spot.

I think I’ll remember these moments forever… :-)

I couldn’t wait to get a room with this man.

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Ravi, my husband, was relentless when he went down on me. He absolutely enjoyed himself between my legs, relishing each touch and moment.

I really got lucky with Ravi - rather we both got lucky with each other. We both have a very healthy and almost insatiable appetite for sex.

My mind wanders back to last night, Ravi soaking in all my juices like a camel who found an oasis on a Tuesday night. Or was it almost morning? We were definitely asleep before I rolled over in my sleep and found myself in his arms, his hard-on pressing against my inner thigh.

Finding each other’s body, hot and ready,

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Ravi’s fingers undid the three hooks of my blouse in two seconds.. my breasts spilling loose immediately.. my mounds showing more.. but not the whole picture yet.. Ravi came up for air.. sliding up to meet me at eye level.. before moving up a stitch and kissing my forehead.. my eyes.. my nose.. my cheeks.. my chin.. carefully avoiding my lips.. he loves to save that for the moment he enters me..

Moving down to my neck.. his beard and moustache sending waves of pleasure down my squelching and aching pussy.. he slid out his tongue from my clavicle and continued down my cleavage in one felt swoop.. I moaned so loud… pulling my breasts together around his ears..

I felt my husband’s soft hands push aside my blouse from both sides.. exposing my breasts entirely to the moonlight.. his tongue snaked over my left nipple.. sucking hard.. I writhed beneath him.. my ankle running along his leg till it nudged his ass.. I felt his erection rub against my saree pleats..

Ravi’s teeth bit down on my nipple till he heard me moan again.. he suckled it lovingly immediately.. literally kissing the sweet, sweet pain away..

The cool breeze rolled over my left nipple’s tip as he moved over to my right side.. Ravi’s hands clasped mine above my head.. rendering me helpless and very happy..

He suckled on it slowly.. with so much intent.. I loved every bit of his attention to detail.. I watched his pink tongue roll in circles all over my black swollen areoles.. I looked into my husband’s eyes.. my tongue sliding out wantonly, mimicking his.. a sign I was feeling dirty..

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Ravi darted up from my nipple.. his tongue sliding along mine.. our saliva leaving strings along our lips.. but we were still not kissing..

I feel his hands lift up my saree.. his fingers finding themselves a surprise of no panty.. but instead, a juicy, moist vulva..

Ravi moaned in delight.. kissing my cheeks repeatedly as he shimmies off his boxers.. he rubs his erection.. sliding his foreskin back to reveal my favourite pink tip.. sliding over me.. he rubs his precum between my labia.. teases me.. as bites down my neck.. my nails digging into his shoulders..

“Ravi….! -

-he slides his hard cock into me in one motion.. the walls of my tight pussy barely able to take him in as his lips cover mine, swallowing my scream of pleasure..

He doesn’t move for a moment.. both of us alive and one in this moment.. holding onto each other so tight as though we may fall off into a valley if we even move an inch from our king sized amazing bed from our nth floor ten years old flat..

Breathing heavy, he slides out slowly just enough for both of us to hear the sound of our juices mixed well and making merry..

We look into each other’s eyes for a moment.. I raise my head a little and Ravi pours down such a deep kiss.. I feel giddy.. he begins to move his waist.. slowly making love as we continue to kiss passionately.. our hips moving to a beautiful rhythm that only our bodies know.. I lift up my ankles allowing him to fill me more.. my anklets softly clinking to the sound of our tongues and lips smacking against our noses and breaths.

Neither of us wanted to come up for air tonight.

I ran my fingernails along Ravi’s bare back.. making him break this spell.. he shuddered as I tickled him.. I laughed softly as he frowned at me lovingly.. staring at my flushed face.. I blushed and look down.

Ravi lifts my gaze up holding my chin.. forcing my eyes to make love with his.. and as they do, he increases pace.. oh.. my.. god..

He watches me as I gasp hard every time he pounds me.. he watches me as my breasts jiggle against my mangalsutra snaked around my neck and cleavage.. he watches me as I bite my lower lip in heat..

He slides down his hand and his thumb begins to play with my clit.. I hold onto Ravi’s neck for dear life..

With every rub and fuck.. I move closer and closer to my husband and ecstasy.. he plays me like a violin as I feel a hot orgasm shoot through my core across my entire body.. at the same time, Ravi gives in and cums hard in me.. he collapses on me as he continues to shoot in spurts.. against my pounding clit.. our sweaty foreheads touching..

Ravi slides down slowly, resting his head on my breast while still staying inside me.. I love this..

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I told you this happened, and I wanted to share it with you all.

I got some really lovely photographs, and I am so proud of my body, honestly.

In some years, I’ll open Substack and tell my grandkids THIS is how HOT I was :-D

Enjoy :*

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“I’m not letting you sleep tonight, Kriti…!” Ravi hugged me from the back as we returned from a cousin’s wedding, late at night.

We were both slightly drunk, and in a great mood. I was feeling flimsy, and light. I unpinned my pallu.

My hands moved up to his cheek as he nuzzled my neck, inhaling the night that had been, and that it promised to be.

“Mhhhhh…”

Ravi licked the side of my neck.

“Ahhh… baby…” I pushed my ass into his groin, arching forward.

That was all the encouragement my pallu needed to slip down..

We both faced the five foot mirror resting against our living room wall. We had barely made it past the entrance.

The emerald and rani pink from my saree dulled in front of the ruosh that was naturally forming on my cheeks, and I never wear make-up except kajal, moisturiser, and lipstick.

The long pearl jhumkas dangled as Ravi continued to move his hands all over my stomach, inching up fast now that my big mangoes threatened to burst through my blouse.

We watched each other’s reflection, not letting our gaze break even for a second as my hands snaked behind my back, feeling his hard-on even through his pyajama.

I smiled. He took his hands off me only for a few seconds, to untie his pyajama and pull his kurta off. But his gaze remained on me..

My curly hair was open; my thick mane falling over my back and shoulders, brushed to one side, looking like I was ready to be eaten, take, you name it.

Now stark naked, Ravi’s hands found me again. With my pallu laying on the floor, he accessed the hooks of my blouse with ease, and tease.

He watched as I melted with every hook that unhooked.

My breasts burst to their freedom, their shiny caramel bulges glistening with slight sweat in my cleavage. He pulled the blouse off my shoulders gently. I remained in the same pose, in front of him, both of us watching each other in the mirror, with nothing but my saree in between us.

I had slipped off my panties on the way up to our flat. Shhh.. it was a surprise for Ravi… :-)

His hands moved down my thighs, lifting my saree up slowly..

I turned my head to the right, meeting his mouth halfway. We kissed like we were kissing after ages.

Our tongues swaying and caressing the other..

Ravi had lifted my saree all the way up to my waist, but his eyes were closed, kissing me.

His fingers moved down my stomach.. Brushing past my skin.

He moaned into my mouth so gratefully when he received his surprise.

Unable to keep away, he broke our kiss and looked into the mirror.

His fingers traced over my naked pussy… we looked at each other for a moment, a silent thank you and welcome shared…

Ravi slid his finger between my legs, it’s tip vanishing between my labia…

“Ahhhh… Ravi….ahhh….” I wantonly parted my legs into a sexy triangle.

His fingers were already moistening from my precum…

Ravi rubbed my clit gently.. Taking his time…

“Uffff…. Baby… Ravi… yess.. Don’t stop, baby, please…”

I whispered, parting my legs a little more..

I helped him keep my saree gathered by my waist, giving him the best access to where he seemed to be in a big rush to go.

Ravi rubbed his hard dick on my clit.

Ravi got on his knees, licked my labia.

I said, “I want your dick in my mouth.”

“Kritiiii!!”

Ravi’s voice boomed from the bathroom.

I was right there in the bedroom getting my clothes in order.

“Towel kodo..!” (Give me the towel.)

My husband, the great, like every other husband, loves to forget his towel before entering the shower. Secretly, I love it too. Because of what almost always follows.. :-)

I entered the bathroom and handed him his towel. Ravi wiped the shower spray from his face and looked at me through the curtain of hot steam rising from his body.

He smiled, lopsided, handsome as fuck. The kind of smile I could not resist. I still get butterflies in my stomach when I am typing this. Surrendering to the butterflies might just be the most liberating thing I did today.

On an absolute whim, I took charge of the situation.

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We’ve been hosting non-stop the past couple of weeks, don’t ask me why. I think we just needed the change, a switch from just the both of us.

So what started as having another couple friends over at home, slowly turned into having over guests almost three nights a week, about two weeks ago. Even last week, we had another couple friends over. Usually after hosting, we’d both be happy and tired, and crash right into each other’s arms and fall asleep.

But by this time, Ravi was missing me a lot. A lot.

:-)

So last Saturday, while I was getting appetisers going, Ravi walked into our kitchen, and pressed his hardon against my ass.

“My, oh, my, baby….. Mmmhhhh….” I whispered.

“My, oh, my is absolutely right. I want to fuck you. Right now. I dont think I can wait till they leave, Kriti..” saying this, Ravi began pressing his cock harder into my ass.

“Ahhhh… baby… fuck… you’re so hard already! We can’t. Let them leave!!” I laughed as he kissed me, demonstrating his absolute desperation and heat for me.

Ravi’s palms massaged my breasts through my top. The outline of my hard nipples were already showing through my plain white dress.

“Fuck… Ravi, baby… Pooja could walk in any second.”

“Let her.”

“Baby…. Mmhhhh…. Ahh… slowly!”

Ravi eased his lips around my neck, the hickey was going to show in exactly 10 seconds.

We both smiled mischievously, both realising just how much we have missed each other, intentionally. And now we were about to reap what we had sowed :-) more like, we were going to reap the benefits as Ravi sowed his seed in me over and over again…

“Kriti, let’s fuck. 10 mins, come on!” he whispered urgently against my lips, kissing me hard at the end of his sentence.

“I’ll see you in the bedroom.” I pranced to our bedroom leaving Ravi to handle the excuse.

“Guys, Kriti is trying to find something, let me help her look. Just give us 10 mins.” Our friends were extremely understanding, and naive too :-)

When Ravi opened our bedroom door, here’s the sight that met his eyes. My clothes were trailed on the floor, towards the bed. I lay naked, my hands gliding all over my body, slipping between my legs which spread as soon as Ravi locked the door and unzipped his trousers.

I could tell that my tender pink pussy was on full display as I watched Ravi get hungrier, lustier, hornier.

In seconds, our naked bodies were writhing silently, rolling all over the bed, kissing hungrily, exploring expertly.

Ravi’s fingers slipped between my legs.. He didn’t need to check anything this time. I’m sure I was dripping at this point.

“Get inside me NOW.” And he did.

Ravi mounted me, and we fucked deep in missionary. Ravi’s hips slammed into mine as his hard shaft thrust in me repeatedly. I bit down my knuckle so as to not scream. Pooja and Tejas were right on the other side of the wall!

Ravi replaced my knuckles with his hand, stifling my moans, my eyes begging for more and more.

My ankles locked behind his ass.

“Baby, Ravi, please don’t stop. Mmhhh mmhhhh mmhhhhhhh mmmmmhhhh mmhhhh mmmmhhhh.”

Ravi dug his face into my neck and pounded me hard.

He suddenly switched to a very slow pace, slow but harder. Have you ever slow-but-hard fucked? It’s intense, mad, and a world of its own.

Our gaze locked, he watched the effect he had on me. My lips parted more and more, my nose ring spurred him on even more. Taking a second, he gently pulled me closer to the edge of the bed, my ass almost hanging off it.

Have you ever fucked this way? It’s madder than mad, girls!

He began slowly massaging my clit, as he increased pace again.

My breasts hung and bounced hard. I definitely needed to bite down my knuckle again.

Ravi banged me hard and came singing into my pussy. Thick juicy warm white cum that filled me up. Our breathing had barely returned to normal before Tejas knocked on the door.

“Guys, all okay? Do you need help?”

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“You definitely know how to make my dick large and hard.” Ravi’s words hit me smack dab in the middle of my pussy.

“In the office, all day today, I fantasised about gently caressing your breasts and feeling your nipples harden beneath my fingertips. The way you moan when I lower my face to your breasts and suck one of your nipples.”

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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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“You’re not wearing your mangalsutra, especially today?” Ravi casually asked me, as he buttoned his shirt.

By “especially today” he means me draped in a gorgeous yellow ochre saree. I almost always wore it when I wore a saree. I was all dolled up as we were headed to our friend’s wedding today.

I smiled as I looked at him in the mirror, dabbing my lips with a gorgeous lush maroon lipstick.

I turned animatedly towards my husband, splashing my pallu into the air. He looked at my neck and saw what I was wearing instead.

A beautiful body chain he had gifted me.

It vanished beneath my pallu, clearly indicating it nestled against my warm skin, wound around my breasts, and under them too.

He came close to me, his fingers trailing the delicate gold chain down my throat, vanishing inside my pallu, into the valley between my mountains.

“Mmhh…. This looks nice, baby…” he drawled, smiling, sniffing my neck.

I threw my head back, pushing my breasts into his neck.

“Ahhhh… Ravi….you like it?”

“Kritii… it’s beautiful… but… when we get back….”

I looked deep into his eyes, and then at his lips.

“I know, Ravi… only mangalsutra and saree.. nothing else…”

Ravi’s tongue snaked out, licking my lower lip, staying there to bite it, soak it, sealing my promise.

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Now, I remembered this conversation and leaned back as a very happy passenger princess. A smile played on my lips.

My husband looked at me, while he drove us home.

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Ravi shook the whipped cream can sexily as he walked naked towards me, naked. His cock hung soft between his legs.. for now ;-)

I backed up against the wall, a smile playing on my lips. Ravi closed the distance between us without looking away. He sprayed a little white whipped dot on my plump left breast.

“Ahhh…” the cold whipped cream teased my burning desire.

Ravi bent down and licked the white dot. His tongue rolled over his lips, smearing it all over. I wiped away a tiny corner with my finger and licked it.

The next second, my husband kissed me hungrily. The sweet nothing taste of the whipped cream mixed with our raw desire tasted like heaven. We breathed hard and moaned as the whipped cream dissolved between us.

Ravi broke our kiss, holding my chin firmly still.

“Take off your bra, baby,” he whispered.

In moments, my green and red lace bra fell to the floor. My breasts out, nipples hard.

“More…” I smiled, looking at the can in his hand.

Ravi sprayed some more cream on my nipples, one at a time.

He bent down, ravishing them. Juggling my breasts in his palm, he licked the whipped cream, swallowing it. I felt waves of pleasure course through my entire body every time he sucked my erect nipples, making the best kind of a mess.

“Ahhh Ravi… ahhh… baby…. Please… don’t stop…”

My husband knew just how much I loved having my nipples sucked, how wild it made me, how excited it got me.. fuck… I could cum just with this..

Ravi’s cock had now fully grown.. poking and slipping between my legs as his body pressed into mine tightly.

Ravi held my arms above my head against the wall with one hand.

With the other, he slid my matching green and red panty aside.

You guessed it, lovelies, I was wetter than expected.

My expressions so wantonly, my tongue poking out of my mouth, mimicking Ravi’s fingers.. as he slipped it in between my soaking labia.

“You like that, Kriti… mmhhh baby… fuck you’re so wet..” saying this, he pushed his middle finger inside me.

“Ravi… Ravi… ah.. Ravi…” I prayed over and over again, closing my eyes.

Moving his finger in and out, he teased me, taunted me. The squelching sound of my pre-cum flowing along the length of his finger was getting us both hotter by the second. Ravi didn’t show me any mercy for the next few seconds.

He rubbed my juices all over my newly shaved pussy. Strings of pre-cum covered my lower stomach.

Ravi licked his finger, his tongue snaking out hungrily, unashamedly.

He looked so drunk on lust.. I loved it.

My husband <3

I kissed him hard on his lips, tasting myself on his tongue. While kissing, I turned and pinned him against the wall.

Rubbing my hot body against his.. I loved when our nipples touched.. our hands roaming all over each other.. both of us losing ourselves in each other’s smell, taste, feel..

I bent and licked his nipples.. my tongue rolling over his hairy chest.. I sucked and nibbled. Inhaling my husband’s scent till it made me so giddy.

Kissing his stomach, the tip of his cock touching my nipples already..

“Mmhhhh” I said, grabbing his cock finally, rubbing it on my breast..

I pulled back his foreskin till the juicy pink tip peaked out. A ball of spit rolled off my lips and fell slowly onto it. I bent down and spread it along the length of his rock hard cock with my lips.

Ravi’s cock was so hot in my mouth. My tongue played with the tip as I trailed along the length. The thing with blowjobs and me is that I can barely keep calm while giving one. I love them so much. My moans were proof of how much I was enjoying licking his thick juicy lollipop.

“Mmmmhhh… mmhhhh… mmmhhhh” I couldn’t keep it down at all tonight.

His balls fit into my mouth perfectly, as I sucked on them, licking them till I felt his fingers involuntarily pull my hair, begging me to stop lest he explode his snowy load already.

I got the hint.

Pulling me up, Ravi and I stumbled along our home, into our bedroom.

“Don’t forget the can”, I say, smiling.

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We knelt on the bed, kissing passionately. Now, both of us naked, I took the can from Ravi’s hands with my right hand, and began massaging his hard cock with my left.

I drew a white semi circle along his lower abdomen.

“Ahhhh.. Kriti…” Ravi laughed as it was his turn to get tickled and turned on.

“Lie back”, I gently push Ravi’s chest.

My tongue snaked out and licked his skin.. so close to his cock…

My eyes were closed and I was thoroughly being myself and enjoying every moment..

Ravi writhed below my lips.. when they covered the tip of his cock.. My hair, a mess of curls, my naked body lying perpendicular to my husband’s as I licked him like a queen will forever remain etched in my memory..

I sucked his cock juicily, moaning in pleasure.. moving down, swallowing his swollen balls..

“I love this part.. mmhhh… ahhh… mmhhh.. Ravi… give me your cock, baby…” I said throatily..

“Kriti darling.. get on top of me now…!”

I obeyed almost immediately!

Saddling my husband, he teased my client and juicy pussy.. before sliding into me slowly.. mmhhhh fuckkkk…

I pinched both my nipples so hard when this moment occurred…

I began moving my ass up and down slowly.. Ravi’s thick cock adjusting itself beautifully inside me..

His hands held my waist as I raised my arms above my head. My breasts bounced deliciously.. my mangalsutra glistened in the aura of our love last night… we loved to slow fuck and that’s what we did for a while.. staying in the moment.

Ravi got up from the bed and enveloped me in his arms. Both of us upright and seated, his cock still inside me.

He bent his head and sucked my neck hard.. I felt his teeth right below his intense sucking.. our first love bite.. my fingernails dug into his back, encouraging him.

When the pain became unbearable, I pulled his head up, kissing him with a passionate force.

All the while, my hips continued to move us both, jointed as one..

Our tongues explored each other, we sniffed our passion on our skin, our touch making memories for years to come..

“Kriti.. baby.. I loved you so much… mmhhh…” my husband’s sweet voice filled my ears..

I rode him harder in a thrilling response.

“Baby wait, I don’t want to cum just yet… stand up please..” he begged sweetly.

I slowly stopped and got off, now standing in front of my sitting husband, both of us on our messy bed.

He gathered my thighs, one by one, and made me sit on his shoulders, my clitoris right in his mouth.

“Ahhh… fuck.. Ravi.. we’ve never tried this…”

He looked up at me lovingly and smiled, his tongue snaking out and flicking my petal, sliding in between.

“Baby, don’t stop, I love this” I was already begging.

Ravi’s tongue licked and sucked my petals. He even bit them gently, making me arch my back, pushing my pussy into his nose and mouth. He repeatedly suckled on my clit, making me feel an orgasm building. Fuckkkk…..

My hands buried in his thick hair, Ravi’s palms cupped my ass and held me in place as my ankles gave way to the waves of pleasure coursing through my entire body..

“Let go, baby.. I got you..” and I did.

My first orgasm of the night made me shudder on my husband’s shoulders, like shock through my body.

My toes curled as I saw stars.

Ravi slowly lay me down in front of him, as my breathing returned to normal. He massaged my clit, as my orgasm subsided.

I laughed. He laughed, too.

Massaging his still hard cock, he guided it to my pussy, and entered me again.

Oh baby.. I was in heaven again.

Ravi began slowly pounding me. With pauses in between. Hard. Pounding. I was screaming. And enjoying it.

My breasts danced with every thrust. My mangalsutra clinked, and that distracted Ravi.

He pounced forward, and grabbed it with his teeth. Ravi fucked me so hard this time. My ass was hanging off the mattress and each time the tip of his cock hit my g-spot, I screamed my husband’s name.

Ravi gave it to me so good last night, groaning loudly as he exploded inside me. In so many spurts, I lost count.

A string of his white cum overflowed down my thighs while he was still inside me.

We hugged and kissed for a very long time, stayed in our cumsoaked sheets, and held each other till we fell asleep..

Happy new year 2026, lovelies,

Love,

Ravi & Kriti

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Wetter than expected

I tilted my neck to accommodate Ravi. His lips brushed against my neck softly. Catching me off guard, my husband nipped my neck.

“Mmmhhhh, baby….” I murmured. “Someone’s feeling ravenous.” My fingers …

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I was struggling to fall asleep. The night was hot and all I wanted was to feel the cool breeze on my naked body, and not have to wear anything to bed.

I felt like taking a walk on the roof, enjoying the breeze for a while.

Wrapping myself in the flimsy cream robe, I crept outside slowly, ensuring not to wake Ravi up.

I slipped onto the terrace, closing and locking the door slowly behind me.

I leaned and relaxed my body against the parapet, relieved at last to feel the cool of the night hug my neck, arms, and awaken my nipples.

Everything is so quiet - the house, the neighbourhood.

My mind relaxed as I raised my arms and stretched lightly, exposing my

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I don’t know if it’s just me, but I love waking up to Ravi’s morning wood pressing against my ass. It nudges me awake, his hands slowly gliding along my waist, as he’s still half asleep.

I stretch lik…

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Xoxo,
Kritika

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