22-08-2025, 04:34 PM
The Edge of Surrender
Ravi could feel the heat of Sirisha’s body intensifying with every kiss, every touch, each movement drawing them closer in an unspoken rhythm.
The air between them hung heavy with desire, thick and palpable, yet the tension lingered,
An invisible force pulling them together, yet neither fully surrendering.
Sirisha’s breath came in shallow gasps, quick and uneven, her body arching ever so slightly as his lips trailed along the sensitive curve of her legs and thighs.
The tightness in her muscles, the way she quivered beneath him, spoke volumes, her excitement undeniable, but there was something more.
Something softer.
A hesitation, a fragile uncertainty that wrapped itself around her desire.
Her body trembled, betraying her shyness, her vulnerability.
“You’re driving me crazy,” Ravi whispered, his voice a low, urgent murmur against her skin. “Every part of you… it’s all so perfect.”
Her hands moved to his chest, fingers fluttering for a moment before they tightened against him. "I... I'm not sure if I can... "
Ravi silenced her with a soft kiss, pressing his lips against hers, tasting her sweetness.
"You don't need to be sure. Just trust me," he murmured, his voice thick with need. "I’ll take care of everything."
But Ravi wasn’t finished yet.
He could feel the pulse of their need, growing with every fleeting moment, every stolen breath.
The desire between them was raw, consuming, and he wanted more.
He needed to show her the depth of his attention, in ways that would unravel her, make her burn with longing.
He wanted to prepare her for The Threesome Rasmalai Party, to take her to places where she wouldn’t feel shy, but would crave surrender in front of Neetu Bhabhi.
The thought alone made his body hum with anticipation.
Leaning down again, he kissed the soft, trembling curve of her skin, his lips lingering just a breath away from her warmth. Her body arched beneath him as he kissed her again, deeper this time, more urgent.
“You feel so good,” he whispered between kisses,
His fingers tracing the line of her jaw.
“I want to explore every part of you...”
“Po... Bhayya... you are so shameless...” She covered her face with her both hands.
Ravi could feel the heat of Sirisha’s body intensifying with every kiss, every touch, each movement drawing them closer in an unspoken rhythm.
The air between them hung heavy with desire, thick and palpable, yet the tension lingered,
An invisible force pulling them together, yet neither fully surrendering.
Sirisha’s breath came in shallow gasps, quick and uneven, her body arching ever so slightly as his lips trailed along the sensitive curve of her legs and thighs.
The tightness in her muscles, the way she quivered beneath him, spoke volumes, her excitement undeniable, but there was something more.
Something softer.
A hesitation, a fragile uncertainty that wrapped itself around her desire.
Her body trembled, betraying her shyness, her vulnerability.
“You’re driving me crazy,” Ravi whispered, his voice a low, urgent murmur against her skin. “Every part of you… it’s all so perfect.”
Her hands moved to his chest, fingers fluttering for a moment before they tightened against him. "I... I'm not sure if I can... "
Ravi silenced her with a soft kiss, pressing his lips against hers, tasting her sweetness.
"You don't need to be sure. Just trust me," he murmured, his voice thick with need. "I’ll take care of everything."
But Ravi wasn’t finished yet.
He could feel the pulse of their need, growing with every fleeting moment, every stolen breath.
The desire between them was raw, consuming, and he wanted more.
He needed to show her the depth of his attention, in ways that would unravel her, make her burn with longing.
He wanted to prepare her for The Threesome Rasmalai Party, to take her to places where she wouldn’t feel shy, but would crave surrender in front of Neetu Bhabhi.
The thought alone made his body hum with anticipation.
Leaning down again, he kissed the soft, trembling curve of her skin, his lips lingering just a breath away from her warmth. Her body arched beneath him as he kissed her again, deeper this time, more urgent.
“You feel so good,” he whispered between kisses,
His fingers tracing the line of her jaw.
“I want to explore every part of you...”
“Po... Bhayya... you are so shameless...” She covered her face with her both hands.
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