Misc. Erotica Their Wild Honeymoon

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She’d read about it. She’d even watched it. She could do this. She wanted to do this with him. She wanted to do this with the man she loved.

‘Oh, yeah.’

She could hear the pure sinful pleasure in his voice.

‘This is mind-boggling,’ he gasped. ‘I’ve dreamt of this, baby. Dreamt of making out with you in the balcony.’

Even she couldn’t believe this was actually happening. But she couldn’t help herself. She was desperate for him.

Ruchika suddenly pulled away, her lips trailing down his hard shaft, her tongue flickering lightly against it. She moved lower, staring up at him, watching his eyes darken as her tongue began to lightly tease his base.

A harsh, tortured growl tore from his lips and he wanted to grip her hair and thrust inside her. The handcuffs rattled on the railing making him realize he wasn’t in control.

With Ashish’s hand tied to the railing, there was only one position that made sense.

She brought a chair and placed it beside him. She arranged herself so her bottom was pressed to his shaft. She pulled down her jeans and panties and holding his member, she directed him into her. As he slid it into her wetness, he let out a groan. He could feel the tightness of her walls and the dampness inside her.

For a moment they lay like that – him throbbing inside her, her relishing every pleasurable sensation that tore through her.

She began to press back against him so that his member slid inch by inch into her wetness, until he was completely inside her. Then she moved away so he was no longer within her. She repeated the movement, shallowly took him inside, in and out, in and out until she made him beg for more.

‘Damn it. Stop teasing me, Ruchika.’

Chuckling, she whispered, ‘You want more, do you?’

At his muffled response, she took him in as deep as he could go, slowly building tension.

She started fucking back against him, and if anyone was watching, there would no longer be any doubt about what they were doing.

She gasped for air when his massive length slowly began piercing her. Ruchika could feel every vein in his shaft as she began thrusting in and out of her. Long and slow strokes allowing her to feel every inch of his hardness.

She kept fucking him, sometimes speeding up, pounding him as if there was no tomorrow. Then she would slow back down, steadily rooting and pulling in all his inches to the very maximum. It sent a sharp rush of pleasure through his body, and Ashish pulled hard at the handcuffs, feeling very out of control. He felt the wind in his face. But he no longer cared if people could see them.

Ruchika kept grinding her butt up against his crotch and his hands had tightened in reflex. Finally, she howled into the wind, coming hard on her husband’s length.

He nearly came when he felt her walls throb. He wanted desperately to touch her.

She’d never behaved like this before she met him. She was out of her mind, pure and simple.

Ashish blinked, trying to find some measure of his sanity. With every minute movement of her hips, he felt he was in heaven.

Her breath was ragged and her muscles drew him in further. ‘I’m so hot for you, baby.’ Ruchika rotated her hips, forcing a low moan from his lips.

Once again he felt the pulsing and quivering around his burning length as she pushed herself against him. His climax wasn’t far behind hers. With three long strokes, he exploded, certain his body would come apart at the seams.

They stayed like that for several long moments, heaving, satiated.

Ruchika shivered all over, and not from the cold. Without unlocking the handcuffs, she pulled up his briefs and trackpants, righted her bra and wore her clothes. She picked up the keys to unlock him.

He didn’t put his arms in his pockets; rather, he wrapped his arms around his shivering wife. He walked her inside to the warm heated room. Her teeth were chattering now but the wonderfully warm room sorted that out in a few moments. They slid under the covers of their luxurious hotel bed.

That’s what she loved about her husband, Ruchika thought, as she buried her face in his arms. One of the many things.