Adultery The Language of Her Heart

[Bodilingam]

what an update, prakash understood pavitra very well.

[Hotyyhard]

The real raw bdsm about to start ;)

[Bodilingam]

[yazhiniram]

I blinked.

Once.

Then again.

My eyes weren’t focusing properly.


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That slap—

It was still stinging.

On one side of my face.

Still fresh.

Still tingling like a burn.


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And now he was saying that?

Now?

That line?


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“Don’t talk too much…”

That’s what he had said.

Just like that.

Casual.

Firm.

Like I was some noisy child.


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My mouth stayed open.

For one full second.

Then another.

I couldn’t close it.


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My chest…

It rose once.

Heavy breath.

Then dropped.


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That anger…

It started rising again inside me.

But it wasn’t fire.

Not this time.


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It was dust.

Heavy.

Hot.

Dry.


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Settling everywhere inside my body.

Inside my breath.

My ribs.

My neck.


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I pulled my hand up to my cheek.

Slow.

Careful.


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Felt the heat there.

That skin was alive.

Sore.


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I looked at him.

Direct.

Quiet.

No words.

Only eyes.


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He wasn’t blinking.

Not once.

Just standing.

Like wall.

Like rock.


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I wanted to shout.

I did.

I wanted to scream.

To fight.


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But no voice came.

Only breath.

Rough.

Shallow.


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Small puffing sounds from my mouth.

That’s all.


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I turned my face away.

Once.

Quickly.


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Then looked back again.

And I said it.


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Quiet.

But sharp.

Like pointed nail.


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“Enough, Prakash.”

Two words.

That’s all.


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He didn’t react.

Not even blink.

Still those same eyes.


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My fingers…

They gripped the side of my thigh.

Bare thigh.


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Naked skin.

Warm.

Uncovered.

Held by my own hand.


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This whole thing…

Had gone too far.

Way too far.


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“You’re taking too much advantage,” I said.

Still not raising my voice.

Still low.


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“I was just provoking…”

“Just playing…”


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“But you—”

I stopped.

Froze.


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He wasn’t listening.

At all.


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His eyes were not even focused.

They were stuck.


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Somewhere between my face…

And my chest.

Not hearing.

Just seeing.


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“Hey,” I said again.

This time louder.

“Look at me.”


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He blinked.

Once.

Then he moved.

Fast.


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One step forward.

Too quick.

Too close.


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Before I could step back—

His hand came again.

Not up.

Not down.

Across.


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One tight slap.

Again.


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Right cheek this time.

Right on the bone.


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The sound—

It was too loud for that small room.

Too sharp.

Like shot.


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My face jerked.

To the side.

Hard.


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And this time…

I lost balance slightly.


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One foot stepped back.

Automatically.


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My hand went to my mouth.

Covering.

Feeling.

Shocked.


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I didn’t scream.

I didn’t slap back.

I just stood.


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Breathing.

In.

Out.

Like broken engine.


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That sharp taste in my mouth—

Like metal.

Like battery.

Like blood.


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That dizzy feeling behind my eyes.

Like I might fall.

Like world was spinning.


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Still naked.

Still standing.

Still stunned.


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Then—

He came forward.

Again.

Closer.


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Before I could move.

Before I could think.


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He kissed me.

Sudden.

Full.

Tight.


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Wet.

Loud.

Hot.


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No warning.

His lips crashed into mine.

Like they were angry.


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Like they were tired of waiting.

Like they had run out of patience.


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No space to breathe.

No gap.

No mercy.


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His mouth sealed mine.

Locked.

Pressed.

Firm.


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His tongue came in.

Without asking.

Without delay.


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Not gentle.

Not teasing.

Just entered.

Fully.

Deeply.


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My eyes stayed wide.

Wide open.

No closing.


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No melting.

No softening.

Just wide.


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Because it was too much.

Too fast.

Too sudden.


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My lips…

Didn’t even respond at first.

Frozen.

Numb.


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His tongue was everywhere.

Inside my mouth.

Pushing.

Pulling.


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Searching.

Tasting.

Claiming.


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And I…

I was still trying to process.

To catch up.


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One second ago he slapped me.

Now he was kissing me.


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And my body?

It didn’t help.


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It didn’t resist.

Didn’t push back.


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It didn’t lean away.

It stayed.

Still.


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Frozen.

But not fighting.


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Like it was confused.

Like it didn’t know whether to enjoy…

Or scream.


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I was in shock.

Real shock.


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Not drama one.

Not pretend.

Actual.


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My heart was pounding.

Fast.

Loud.


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My nipples were still burning.

From earlier.


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My ass was still sore.

From slaps.

From mouth.


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And now…

My lips were his.

Fully.


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My mouth was open.

Not mine anymore.


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My breath was his.

Stolen.

Taken.


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And inside my chest?

I couldn’t feel anything except heat.

And that confusion.


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How did I get here?

How did this go so far?


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How did this start with tea…

And end with this?


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But he didn’t stop.

He kissed like he was drinking me.

Like he was swallowing me.


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And I stood.

Still.

Tired.

Silent.

In shock.


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My lips were still wet.

Still moist from that kiss.

Still parted.

Still open.


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Still unsure what happened.

What that kiss even was.

Why it came.

Why I let it.


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Before I could even think—

To ask.

To speak.

To breathe properly—


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He grabbed me.

Sudden.

Fast.


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Both hands.

One under my thigh.

One behind my back.


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Rough grip.

Strong.

Not soft.

Not gentle.


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And he lifted me.

Just like that.

Off the ground.

Off the floor.

Off the moment.


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“Eh—Prakash—”

I tried to say.

But my voice—

It didn’t come out properly.


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Like caught in my chest.

Like stuck under my ribs.


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And the next second—

THUD.


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He threw me.

Not hard.

But not soft either.


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Straight on the bed.

No pillow.

No warning.


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My back hit the mattress.

One bounce.

My spine shifted.


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My legs—

They spread slightly.

From the fall.

From the way I landed.


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I pushed my elbows down.

Trying to sit up.

Trying to lift my head.


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“Wait—what are you—”

I started.

But no full sentence came.


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Because he didn’t wait.

Not even one breath.


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He climbed onto the bed.

Knees first.

One between my thighs.


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Hands—

Gripping my knees.

Firm.

Fixed.


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And before I could close them—

He spread them.

Wide.

Too wide.


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So wide I felt the air.

Cool air.

On my wetness.


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Still dripping.

Still open.

Still aching.


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“Prakash…”

I said it.

Breathless.

Thin voice.


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“Listen—”

But he didn’t.


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He bent forward.

His head moved.

But not where I expected.


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Not to my pussy.

Not to my chest.


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His head went to my left thigh.

Lower.

Side.


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And I felt it.

That first touch of his tongue.


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Warm.

Flat.

Rough.


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On the inside part of my thigh.

Just a little above the knee.


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“Ahhh…”

It escaped.

From my mouth.


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My neck dropped back into the bed.

I didn’t plan it.

It just fell.


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Not because I wanted to moan.

But because it just came.

All by itself.


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He licked again.

Longer.

Upward this time.


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From halfway up my thigh.

To almost near the centre.

But stopped.


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Didn’t touch my pussy.

Stopped just before.


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I shivered.

A cold quake.

From my hip to my toe.


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My hands—

They grabbed the bedsheet.

Clenched.


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He was moving slow now.

But not romantic slow.

Not soft slow.


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Hunting slow.

Stalking slow.


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Then he moved.

Shifted his head.

To the other thigh.

Same movement.


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Same tongue.

Same heat.

Opposite side now.


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He licked the full line.

From the curve of my hip.

To just above the knee.


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My legs trembled.

Both.

Slight.

Visible.


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And my pussy?

Tightened.

Fully.


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Juice was already there.

Sticky.

Warm.


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Now more came.

Fresh.

Hot.

Soaking the fold.


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I opened my mouth to speak—

But nothing came.

Only breath.


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He kissed that inner thigh.

Soft.

Then again.


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Two times.

Small ones.

Like claiming.

Like marking.


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And again—

I felt that pressure building.

That ache.


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That wanting.

That throb.

That heat between the folds.


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I bit my lip.

Hard.


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Then I whispered—

“Stop teasing me…”


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Still he didn’t reply.

Still he didn’t speak.


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His mouth was near now.

Just below.

Just at the edge.


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I could feel his breath.

On it.

On the clit.


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Hot and strong.

Wet air.


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I shut my eyes.

Then opened again.

Shivering.


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He came closer.

Right there.


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And then—

PAKK.


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One wet sound.

On me.

On it.


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I gasped.

Loud.

Not from pain.

From shock.


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He had spat.

Right on top of my pussy.


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A full spit.

Heavy.

Warm.


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Straight on the centre fold.

Right on the clit.


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I twitched.

My thighs jumped.

My hips curled.


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“Chee…”

I whispered.

“You mad idiot…”

But quiet.


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Barely audible.

Barely meaning it.


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But I didn’t stop him.

Couldn’t.


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The spit landed on my clit.

And mixed.

With my own wetness.


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That slimy sound.

That sticky drip.

Down one side.


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I felt it.

Like heat sliding inside me.

Like silk.

Like madness.


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“Ahhh—Prakash…”

This time louder.

More breath than word.


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Then he licked.

Not middle.

Not top.


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He started from down.

From the very base.

Where it touches the bed when I lie flat.


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He licked upward.

One full stroke.

Slow.

Firm.

Hard.


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My back arched.

Spine lifted.


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I let out a cry.

“Aaah—!”


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That tongue—

Dragged everything upward.

Juice.

Spit.

Heat.

Shame.

Control.

All of it.


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He was licking me like I was his food.

Not dessert.

Main course.


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My thighs pressed against his face.

Automatically.

No thought.


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And my body?

It wasn’t mine anymore.

It was his.

Fully.


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But my mind?

Still trying to hold.

Still spinning.

Still questioning.


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How did this—

How did I—

How did this become pain and pleasure both?


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Why am I moaning?

Why am I letting?

Why am I—


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“Ahhh…”

That second lick ended the question.

Fully.


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And I moaned.

Hard.

From stomach.

From soul.


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Eyes open.

Mouth open.

Everything open.


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Only sound inside that room…

Was me.


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I didn’t expect it.

Not like that.

Not so sudden.

Not so deep.

Not so full.


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That tongue…

It came again.

No pause.

No warning.

No mercy.

Just came.

Straight in.


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And that mouth—

Hot.

Open.

Firm.

Wet.

Searching.

It didn’t wait.


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His lips opened me.

My folds.

Fully.

Completely.

Parted like soft fruit.


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Not with fingers.

Not with hands.

Only lips.

Only his mouth.

Only that thick heat pressing.


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My legs twitched.

Once.

Twice.

Nerves running up the inside.

From thigh to chest.


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Then—

His tongue came inside.

In.

Real in.

Wet and thick and bold.

Like it had decided.


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My pussy flinched.

Welcomed.

Tensed.

Then opened.

Fully open.


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He was eating me.

Not licking.

Not teasing.

Eating.

Proper.

Hungry.


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His lips moved like hunger.

His tongue moved like thirst.

His breath was hot wind.

And I—

I was melting.


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“Ahh—haaah—aaah…”

My voice…

It came without shape.

No word.

No language.

Only sound.


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My thighs shook.

Lightly.

Then stronger.

Trembling like leaves.

Under his mouth.


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My head dropped.

Back.

Into the pillow.

Neck loose.

Breath loose.

Body loose.


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His face…

It was deep between my legs.

So deep I couldn’t see him.

Only feel.

Only heat.

Only tongue.


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And my pussy?

It was crying and laughing.

At the same time.

Pulsing.

Throbbing.

Calling.


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He licked the clit.

Then didn’t stop.

Didn’t rest.

Didn’t slow.

Kept going.

Relentless.


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He sucked it.

Pulled it in.

Made it his.

Sucked it till it tingled.

Till it swelled.


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His tongue worked around it.

Flat pressure.

Then tip flick.

Then side sweep.

Then full circle.


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Slow circle.

Then fast.

Then pause.

Then again.

My breath followed each stroke.


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My body jerked.

Small spasm.

Then bigger.

Like electric current.

Across my spine.


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“Prakash…”

I whispered.

Or maybe I thought.

I didn’t know.

Inside or outside.

My lips or my mind.


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Because all I could hear now…

Was him.

Not me.

Only him.

Only sound of eating.


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Wet mouth.

Hot breath.

Tongue sliding.

Lips pulling.

Juice dripping.


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Sticky now.

My own thighs.

Sticky.

Wet skin rubbing.

On each other.


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I tried to move.

To shift.

To lift.

Couldn’t.

His mouth was holding me down.

Like weight.

Like chains.


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He pushed his face deeper.

Pressed harder.

And I made a sound—

Thin.

Sharp.

Like glass breaking.


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“Aaahhh—Prakashh…”

It tore out of me.

Not planned.

Just born.

Right from the pit of breath.


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My hand went to his head.

Grabbed.

Hair in fingers.

Tugged.

Not pulling back.

But pushing.


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My thighs—

They moved by themselves.

Lifted.

Wrapped around his head.

Pressed in.


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Tight.

Strong.

My ankles locked.

Behind his neck.

Like seatbelt.


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I held him there.

Pressed.

Trapped.

Buried.

Smothered.


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And he didn’t pull away.

Didn’t stop.

Didn’t even flinch.

Just obeyed.


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His tongue worked deeper.

Sharper.

Faster.

Wider.

Messier.


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I shook.

Fully.

Every part.

Toes.

Knees.

Back.

Neck.


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My toes curled.

My spine lifted.

I couldn’t stop it.

Like strings pulling me upward.


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One hand—

It gripped the pillow.

Twisted the cloth.

Crushed it.


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Other hand—

Still in his hair.

Fingers tight.

Lost.


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I was gone.

Not here.

Somewhere far.

Somewhere deep.

Inside sweat.


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Inside breath.

Inside sound.

Inside him.

Only him.


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I didn’t know time.

Couldn’t count seconds.

Couldn’t name minutes.

Couldn’t care.


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He didn’t stop.

He didn’t ask.

He didn’t talk.

Just kept eating.

Mouth on me.


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I moaned.

Till throat dried.

Till voice cracked.

Till body clenched.


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My legs—

Tightened around him.

My belly—

Pulled inward.

Hard.


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My eyes blurred.

Vision soft.

Spinning slightly.

Like dream.


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The world faded.

Shrank.

Got smaller.

Till it was only that.

Only that one place.


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That tongue.

That pressure.

That heat.

That man.

That moment.


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Between my legs.

Inside my skin.

Inside my moan.


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And I was—

“AAAHHHH—hhhhh…”

Gone.

Gone into it.

Voice melting.

Like candle.


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My legs locked tighter.

Wrapped.

Closed.

His face buried.

Fully.


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My pussy opened more.

And more.

And more.

And I was—

Still moaning.

Still shaking.

Still alive.

Still there.

Fully.


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My thighs were shaking.

Not just trembling.

Not soft.

Tight shaking.

Like something inside was holding on too hard.


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That pressure inside me—

It was rising.

Like wave.

Climbing higher.

And higher.


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Each second, it grew heavier.

Like I was filling with light.

With heat.

With something sharp and golden.

Too much. Too much.


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My moan—

It was stuck.

Right in my throat.

Half scream.

Half prayer.


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I only had one breath left.

Just one.

And I was going to—

Going to—

Break.


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I clutched the bedsheet.

Tight.

Both fists.

Wrinkled cloth crushed in palms.

Like I might fall off the world.


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My toes—

They pointed.

Stiff.

Straight.

Sharp lines of tension from heel to foot.


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My legs—

They squeezed.

Hard.

Around his head.

Pressed him in.


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He felt it.

He knew.

He understood.

That grip.

That tightness.


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My thighs had stiffened too much.

He could sense it.

That moment.

That edge.

That second just before.


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And he pulled back.

Suddenly.

Fast.

Gone from me.

Vanished from that heat.


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I gasped.

Loud.

Sharp.

Broken.

“No… ahhh—why…”


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But I couldn’t even speak properly.

My lips moved.

But the voice didn’t come right.

Only sounds.

Only breath.


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I was seconds away.

Just seconds.

And now—

Empty.

Hollow.


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That edge broke.

Like thread cut.

Snapped.

And all the feeling…

Scattered.


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My body—

Still twitching.

Small shakes.

Little pulses.

But the climax… gone.


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My pussy was still wet.

Still wide.

Still waiting.

Still aching.

But he moved.


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He shifted his weight.

Down.

Lower.

And his hands came.

Firm.


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They grabbed under my thighs.

Thick hands.

Warm grip.

Steady.

Confident.


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And then—

He lifted me.

Just like that.

One smooth motion.

Like I weighed nothing.


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My ass—

It rose.

Off the bed.

Floating.

Hips high.


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Back still on mattress.

But hips up.

Lifted.

Tilted.

Exposed.


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Then I felt his fingers.

On my cheeks.

My backside.

My bare skin.

Opening me.


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Pulling gently.

But fully.

Spreading.

Revealing.

Bareness.


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And then—

His mouth came.

There.

To the middle.

To the line.


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Not higher.

Not lower.

Right there.

Between the cheeks.

Soft skin.


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He started licking.

My ass.

Real licking.

Slow.

Firm.


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Not brushing.

Not playful.

Not teasing.

Eating.

Actual eating.


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His tongue—

It dragged up that line once.

From bottom to top.

With heat.

With pressure.


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And I—

I choked on a sound.

Tried to speak.

But moaned instead.

“Prak—haaaah—Prakash—what…”


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But I didn’t finish.

Couldn’t.

Because that feeling—

It pulled another moan.

Louder.


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That place—

Wasn’t meant to be touched.

Not like that.

Never thought of it like that.

Not once.


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But now—

He was kissing it.

Licking it.

Spitting and licking again.

And I—

I couldn’t take it.


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My thighs trembled.

Again.

Harder.

My hips twitched upward.

But his hands held me.


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Firm grip.

Behind my thighs.

Keeping me up.

Keeping me open.

Keeping me his.


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And his face—

Still buried.

In that space.

Between the cheeks.

Tongue working.


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Small strokes.

Tight circles.

Right on the edge.

Soft skin burning.

Sensitive nerves screaming.


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Every lick—

Sent a wave.

Through belly.

Through chest.

Through thighs.


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My back arched.

I pushed one hand against the headboard.

Needed to hold.

Something.

Anything.


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But then—

His other hand came.

Didn’t see it.

Only felt it.

From below.


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It reached forward.

Between my legs.

And touched—

“Ahhhhhh—!”

My pussy.


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That cry—

Came from stomach.

From soul.

Deep.

Long.


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One finger—

Slid in.

Between folds.

Slow.

Testing.


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Then circled the clit.

Just once.

But it hit like lightning.

Because his tongue—

Still on my ass.


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Mouth and hand—

Together.

Front and back.

Same time.

Same rhythm.


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“Cheee…”

I whispered in my head.

“What is this feeling…”

So mad.

So wrong.

So good.


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He didn’t stop.

Didn’t pause.

He spread me wider.

Licked again.

Finger teased.


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Teased the entrance.

Of pussy.

Then circled.

Then moved up.

Then circled clit again.


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I was moaning.

Non-stop.

Some high.

Some low.

Some just breath.


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Some—

No sound at all.

Mouth open.

But empty.

Only air.


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My body—

Didn’t know what to do.

My chest heaved.

Skin hot.

Pulse wild.


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Between my legs—

I was dripping.

Real dripping.

Juice and spit.

Messy.


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My whole hole—

Both holes—

Were pulsing.

Front and back.

Together.


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His mouth on one.

His fingers on the other.

And me—

Somewhere between heaven and madness.

Alive.

Still burning.

Still not coming down.

Not yet.

[Vijay42]

Marvelous bro...... as expected....very very super writing ...continue "yazhiniram" bro

[sexypreeti]

Really superb  clp); clp); clp);

[Hotyyhard]

Omg Prakash literally eating her poor Pavithra has to bear she is enjoying tho ;)

[Sage_69]

The scene was so hot. If you added some hot picture or gifs, it would be fire.

[Bodilingam]

wow wow ,no suitable words for this update

[val.coutinho]

Really sooooo hottttt.....
I had to go to the 1st page to read the disclaimer whether this is a real story or it's working of fiction.... Either ways I feel this like real incident when reading... Everything mentioned so far is so detailed let it be Pavitra dressing up or cooking or going to the temple or shopping for daily needs or with someone at the mall.... Even with Prakash or her anna..... So minute details portrayed in this story so far makes me feel a real life story put up in words

CHEERS TO THE AUTHOR... WAY TO GO PLEASE CONTINUE AND MAINTAIN THE SAME EROTICA.... SLOW BURN AS YOU MAY CALL IT....

PLEASE LET ME FALL AT YOUR FEET AND WORSHIP YOU......

Thank you for such a wonderful story....
Awaiting your next update eagerly......
Your die hard fan

[Bodilingam]

we canot wait longer, we want quick updates.

[sexycharan]

Simply awesome update bro

[Gitaranjan]

You are an amazing writer for sure.

[Durga7777]

Best narration best writing

[sunniappan]

Very good going. Her husband has not done these things it seems. She has now turned a slave to him.

[kangaani]

Wonderful update

[Chennai Veeran]

Marvelous

[SpyHunter]

Excellent!! We want Update soon ?

[Krish World]

Superb narration

[Vijay42]

Next update ennachi??? Bro