Misc. Erotica Their Wild Honeymoon

[bobby27]

Ashish’s manhood throbbed. She started moving her hand up and down his member rhythmically, and Ashish gasped.

‘Even I want to have you,’ he said. ‘But let’s go inside, baby, you shouldn’t be doing this in the balcony...people might see us.’

‘People? All we have are clouds and mist. I can’t even see the tree which we saw in the morning just a few metres ahead,’ said his wife into his ear, her breath against his skin.

‘Are you serious?’ Ashish said nervously.

She held his erection. ‘I am serious and so is your body, I don’t know about you,’ said Ruchika. ‘Hey, what is a honeymoon for?’

She brought her other hand around and massaged the length of him again.

He rewarded her with a low moan in her ear. ‘We have to stop doing this here in the balcony. Let’s go inside.’

Ignoring him, she increased her pace. He closed his eyes. He gave in. He took her left ear softly between his teeth and gently nibbled on it. His hands rubbed and kneaded her sensitive breasts. He loved the way they fit his hands. Her nipples responded to his hands like puppets to a puppeteer.

‘I need you.’

His admission only served to fuel her actions. He felt her fragile hands tighten around him once again. All reason had long flown out of the balcony.

They heard some noises from the road below and froze. Despite the cold weather, sweat dotted his brow. He could have easily died right there.

His manhood twitched in her hand and it was all he could do to not scream in annoyance.

At the softening of the voices, he breathed a sigh of relief. Ashish’s brain slowly registered that the voices moved farther away and finally ceased. He tried to look below but the visibility was really poor due to the fog. He looked again but he heard nothing. His gut told him they might still be there but his body didn’t want to listen.

‘What about the couples in the other balconies? What if they see us?’

‘Uff, do you think the other couples have nothing else to do in this lovely weather? Now come on.’

‘Honey, it’s cold, I don’t want you to fall sick,’ he said.

‘So make me hot,’ said Ruchika. ‘We had agreed to have crazy sex and now you are backing out. This is not good.’

Ashish felt uneasy. Deep inside, he wanted to do whatever she asked of him.

He felt her delicate hands tighten around his member once more.

He crossed his hands behind his back and leaned against the railing. ‘Don’t make me regret it, sweetheart.’

She jumped with joy. She seized his wrists at once. She had something in her hand – something hard and firm, a metal object with a short chain that rattled.

She snapped the handcuffs around his wrists and chained him to the railing.

It was midnight and most of the other balconies in the hotel were empty because it was late and cold. And even though he was shivering, he knew he’d give in to whatever his wife wanted. He wanted her to have the best memories of their honeymoon.

She knew how to make him forget everything; with her hands and lips, she knew just where to touch him.

She felt his member over his trackpants once again and smiled. He was hard as a rock.         

‘You want me…don’t you?’