30-08-2025, 11:15 AM
Her First Taste of Surrender
Ravi began by licking roughly along the outer folds of her virgin pussy, his tongue dragging slowly and deliberately, teasing the sensitive skin.
The heat of his mouth sent a shiver through Sirisha’s body, her breath hitching as she felt the first flicks of his tongue. Each movement was slow, measured, building the anticipation inside her.
As he moved closer to her clit, her body stiffened, a rush of need flooding her.
When his tongue finally flicked over her bud, she moaned loudly, her hips jerking involuntarily, desperate for more. He didn’t hesitate. He pressed harder, circling her clit with precise urgency, sending shocks of pleasure racing through her body.
Sirisha’s hips bucked off the couch, craving deeper contact, the sensation overwhelming her senses.
Ravi didn’t hold back. His tongue moved faster, more aggressively, increasing the pressure on her clit as his fingers slid into her, finding her wet and ready. He pushed deeper, his fingertips massaging her inner walls with quick, skillful strokes, feeling her tighten around him, clenching in pleasure. She was dripping with need, soaking him with her heat, and he couldn’t get enough of the taste of her. His tongue plunged deeper into her pussy, tasting every inch of her as he licked, sucked, and fucked her with his mouth. His desire was insatiable, and Sirisha could feel every bit of it in the way he devoured her.
“Bhayya…” she gasped, her voice tight and breathless, barely more than a whisper. The words slipped out like a prayer, filled with a desperation that made Ravi hunger for her more. “Please… Bhayya… ”
But he didn’t give her a chance to breathe.
His tongue swept over her slick folds, relentlessly drawing out the taste of her as he pulled her lower lip between his teeth and sucked harder.
“Aaaahhhhh…” Sirisha’s body jolted beneath him, every stroke sending electric shocks through her.
She couldn’t think, couldn’t focus on anything except the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. The room, the world, it all faded into nothingness.
There was only him, his mouth, and the raw hunger between them. Her hands gripped the cushions beneath her, her chest rising and falling sharply as she tried to stay grounded.
But Ravi wasn’t letting her go. He kept pulling her deeper into pleasure, keeping her at the edge of madness.
His hands moved to her hips, holding her still as he deepened his kiss with his tongue, sliding it between her folds, savoring the taste of her.
He teased her clit again, flicking it hard with his tongue, drawing desperate, breathless moans from her.
Sirisha was trembling now, her body a tight coil, every inch of her skin ablaze with need. Her moans grew louder, her back arching involuntarily as she sought more from him. She was so close, too close, but Ravi wasn’t about to let her break just yet.
He kept the pace slow, deliberate, his tongue tracing circles around her clit, keeping her on the brink, never letting her fall over.
“Bhayya…” she whispered, desperation thick in her voice. “Please…”
Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, her body writhing beneath him as she begged for more.
She was so fucking close, her body practically screaming for release, but Ravi wasn’t done. He held her in place, refusing to let her go until she was begging for it. The way her hips moved against his face, pushing for deeper contact, only made him more ravenous. He was pushing her limits, teasing her with the slow rhythm of his tongue, flicking and sucking at her clit, drawing her closer to the edge with every stroke.
Her body was taut, every muscle stretched to its breaking point.
Sirisha could feel the release building inside her, but it wasn’t enough yet. Not until he decided.
“Please…” she begged again, her voice a breathless whisper, “Please don’t stop Bhayya…”
Ravi’s response was a deliberate, needy hum against her skin, his lips pressing harder as his tongue circled her clit with brutal intensity. She was trembling under him, her legs quivering, her breath coming in desperate gasps. He could feel her getting closer, the pressure inside her building until it threatened to break.
She was so close, but he needed to hear her beg for it. He needed to feel her surrender completely.
“Bhayyaa… please… don’t stop… I can’t… I need you… please...” Her voice cracked, almost a sob, the desperation in it making his chest tighten with desire.
Her words ignited a fire deep inside him, and he pushed harder, faster, determined to take her to the edge, and keep her there.
With one final, brutal flick of his tongue, he pushed her over the edge.
“Mmmm… Aaaaaaaahhhh…” Sirisha’s body stiffened as the first wave of pleasure hit her, and she screamed his name, the sound raw and guttural as her orgasm ripped through her.
Her legs shook violently, her hands gripping him desperately, trying to anchor herself to reality.
She was shaking beneath him, her body convulsing as the pleasure coursed through her like a storm.
The release was everything, wild, consuming, overwhelming.
“Bhayyaaaa…” The sound of her voice, as she came completely undone in his mouth, drove Ravi to the brink of madness himself.
Her first orgasm. Every cell of her body responded with pleasure, unlike anything she had ever experienced before.
But Ravi didn’t stop. Not even as she came. He kept his tongue on her clit, relentless, pushing her further into the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her body kept trembling, her hips jerking in time with his movements as she rode the wave of her pleasure.
He held her steady, guiding her through the intense release, his hands firm on her hips, making sure she felt every pulse, every wave.
When the tremors finally started to subside, Sirisha collapsed back onto the couch, breathless and spent. Her body still shook with the aftereffects of her release, but Ravi’s hands remained steady on her, grounding her, making sure she knew she was safe.
Slowly, he moved up her body, his lips brushing over her skin, kissing her softly in the aftermath. He could taste the remnants of her on his lips, and as they kissed again, their mouths met with a tenderness that felt almost too gentle after everything.
Her eyes opened slowly, meeting his, and the rawness between them was undeniable. There were no words needed, no explanations. She had surrendered everything to him, and he had given her all of himself in return.
The connection between them was palpable, deep, and as they kissed once more,
It felt as though nothing else mattered
No need for anything more
Just the intensity of what they had shared.
Ravi began by licking roughly along the outer folds of her virgin pussy, his tongue dragging slowly and deliberately, teasing the sensitive skin.
The heat of his mouth sent a shiver through Sirisha’s body, her breath hitching as she felt the first flicks of his tongue. Each movement was slow, measured, building the anticipation inside her.
As he moved closer to her clit, her body stiffened, a rush of need flooding her.
When his tongue finally flicked over her bud, she moaned loudly, her hips jerking involuntarily, desperate for more. He didn’t hesitate. He pressed harder, circling her clit with precise urgency, sending shocks of pleasure racing through her body.
Sirisha’s hips bucked off the couch, craving deeper contact, the sensation overwhelming her senses.
Ravi didn’t hold back. His tongue moved faster, more aggressively, increasing the pressure on her clit as his fingers slid into her, finding her wet and ready. He pushed deeper, his fingertips massaging her inner walls with quick, skillful strokes, feeling her tighten around him, clenching in pleasure. She was dripping with need, soaking him with her heat, and he couldn’t get enough of the taste of her. His tongue plunged deeper into her pussy, tasting every inch of her as he licked, sucked, and fucked her with his mouth. His desire was insatiable, and Sirisha could feel every bit of it in the way he devoured her.
“Bhayya…” she gasped, her voice tight and breathless, barely more than a whisper. The words slipped out like a prayer, filled with a desperation that made Ravi hunger for her more. “Please… Bhayya… ”
But he didn’t give her a chance to breathe.
His tongue swept over her slick folds, relentlessly drawing out the taste of her as he pulled her lower lip between his teeth and sucked harder.
“Aaaahhhhh…” Sirisha’s body jolted beneath him, every stroke sending electric shocks through her.
She couldn’t think, couldn’t focus on anything except the overwhelming sensations coursing through her. The room, the world, it all faded into nothingness.
There was only him, his mouth, and the raw hunger between them. Her hands gripped the cushions beneath her, her chest rising and falling sharply as she tried to stay grounded.
But Ravi wasn’t letting her go. He kept pulling her deeper into pleasure, keeping her at the edge of madness.
His hands moved to her hips, holding her still as he deepened his kiss with his tongue, sliding it between her folds, savoring the taste of her.
He teased her clit again, flicking it hard with his tongue, drawing desperate, breathless moans from her.
Sirisha was trembling now, her body a tight coil, every inch of her skin ablaze with need. Her moans grew louder, her back arching involuntarily as she sought more from him. She was so close, too close, but Ravi wasn’t about to let her break just yet.
He kept the pace slow, deliberate, his tongue tracing circles around her clit, keeping her on the brink, never letting her fall over.
“Bhayya…” she whispered, desperation thick in her voice. “Please…”
Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, her body writhing beneath him as she begged for more.
She was so fucking close, her body practically screaming for release, but Ravi wasn’t done. He held her in place, refusing to let her go until she was begging for it. The way her hips moved against his face, pushing for deeper contact, only made him more ravenous. He was pushing her limits, teasing her with the slow rhythm of his tongue, flicking and sucking at her clit, drawing her closer to the edge with every stroke.
Her body was taut, every muscle stretched to its breaking point.
Sirisha could feel the release building inside her, but it wasn’t enough yet. Not until he decided.
“Please…” she begged again, her voice a breathless whisper, “Please don’t stop Bhayya…”
Ravi’s response was a deliberate, needy hum against her skin, his lips pressing harder as his tongue circled her clit with brutal intensity. She was trembling under him, her legs quivering, her breath coming in desperate gasps. He could feel her getting closer, the pressure inside her building until it threatened to break.
She was so close, but he needed to hear her beg for it. He needed to feel her surrender completely.
“Bhayyaa… please… don’t stop… I can’t… I need you… please...” Her voice cracked, almost a sob, the desperation in it making his chest tighten with desire.
Her words ignited a fire deep inside him, and he pushed harder, faster, determined to take her to the edge, and keep her there.
With one final, brutal flick of his tongue, he pushed her over the edge.
“Mmmm… Aaaaaaaahhhh…” Sirisha’s body stiffened as the first wave of pleasure hit her, and she screamed his name, the sound raw and guttural as her orgasm ripped through her.
Her legs shook violently, her hands gripping him desperately, trying to anchor herself to reality.
She was shaking beneath him, her body convulsing as the pleasure coursed through her like a storm.
The release was everything, wild, consuming, overwhelming.
“Bhayyaaaa…” The sound of her voice, as she came completely undone in his mouth, drove Ravi to the brink of madness himself.
Her first orgasm. Every cell of her body responded with pleasure, unlike anything she had ever experienced before.
But Ravi didn’t stop. Not even as she came. He kept his tongue on her clit, relentless, pushing her further into the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her body kept trembling, her hips jerking in time with his movements as she rode the wave of her pleasure.
He held her steady, guiding her through the intense release, his hands firm on her hips, making sure she felt every pulse, every wave.
When the tremors finally started to subside, Sirisha collapsed back onto the couch, breathless and spent. Her body still shook with the aftereffects of her release, but Ravi’s hands remained steady on her, grounding her, making sure she knew she was safe.
Slowly, he moved up her body, his lips brushing over her skin, kissing her softly in the aftermath. He could taste the remnants of her on his lips, and as they kissed again, their mouths met with a tenderness that felt almost too gentle after everything.
Her eyes opened slowly, meeting his, and the rawness between them was undeniable. There were no words needed, no explanations. She had surrendered everything to him, and he had given her all of himself in return.
The connection between them was palpable, deep, and as they kissed once more,
It felt as though nothing else mattered
No need for anything more
Just the intensity of what they had shared.
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