16-09-2025, 06:13 AM
Title: The Nectar of Mumbai
Scene 3
Characters:
Sameer: Put the money in your purse. It is yours. I want you to feel secure.
(Shreya looks at the cash, then at him. Her hands are trembling as she picks it up and shoves it into her handbag next to the first envelope. She zips it shut with a sense of finality.)
Shreya: It's... it's a lot.
Sameer: You are worth so much more. Now... I want to start by tasting your nipples and drinking you again. I need to fill myself with your sweetness. Then, we will move to our love making. First in the shower, and then on the bed. I want you to forget everything else. Forget this is a transaction. For the next few hours, we will be like a married couple celebrating our honeymoon—loving and exploring each other.
Shreya: (Her voice is a tiny whisper) A honeymoon... I... I don't know how to...
Sameer: Shhh. You don't have to know anything. Just relax and let me show you. I will guide you. All you have to do is feel. Lie back for me, my sweet Shreya. Lie back and let me worship you.
(Shreya hesitates, then slowly lies back on the soft bed, her full, pale breasts pointing towards the ceiling.)
Sameer: (Leans over her, his voice a low growl) Perfect. My perfect, personal fountains.
(He lowers his head and takes one of her nipples into his mouth, suckling far more intensely than before. His hand cups her other breast, kneading the soft flesh.)
Shreya: (A sharp gasp escapes her lips) Ah!
Sameer: (Speaks around her nipple) Does that feel good? Do you like that? Tell me.
Shreya: It's... it's strong. I... I think so. Yes.
Sameer: (Chuckles softly) Good. So sweet... my beautiful girl... I could drink from you for hours.
(He continues to suckle, moving from one breast to the other. Shreya's initial tension begins to melt away under his expert attention. Soft, involuntary sighs escape her lips.)
Shreya: Mmmm... oh...
Sameer: (Pulls away, looking at her flushed face) You are enjoying this. I can see it. Your body is waking up. Now come. Let's go to the shower. I want to feel your wet, slippery skin all over me.
(He stands and gently pulls her up from the bed. He leads her towards the opulent bathroom.)
(They are standing in a large, glass-enclosed shower. Sameer turns the knob and warm water begins to rain down on them. Shreya shivers as the water hits her skin.)
Sameer: Is the water warm enough for you?
Shreya: Yes... it's perfect.
Sameer: Good. (He pulls her close, her front pressed against his chest. He picks up a bottle of shower gel.) Now stand still. I'm going to wash you. Every single inch.
(He squirts the gel into his hands and begins to lather her shoulders and back, his hands sliding down her slim waist and over her round bottom.)
Sameer: Your skin... it's like silk. So soft. Turn around for me.
(She turns, her back now to his chest. He reaches around her, his soapy hands covering her breasts.)
Sameer: So heavy... even with the water running over them. I want to feel them bounce when I'm inside you.
Shreya: (Gasps as his fingers tease her nipples) Sameer...
Sameer: Shhh, just feel it. (His hands slide lower, over her flat stomach, and then lower still, into the curls of hair between her legs.) So warm here... and so wet. You're ready for me, aren't you?
Shreya: (Her voice is weak, breathy) I... I don't know...
Sameer: You are. (He presses her back against the cool, tiled wall, the warm water sluicing over them. He positions himself behind her.) I can't wait any longer, Shreya. I need to be inside you. Right here. Right now.
Shreya: In the shower? Like this?
Sameer: Yes. Bend over just a little. That's it. Hold onto the wall.
(He enters her from behind in one smooth, deep thrust. Shreya cries out, a mix of shock and sudden, sharp pleasure.)
Shreya: Oh! Oh, god!
Sameer: (Groans, his voice rough in her ear) Fuck... you feel so good. So tight... so wet...
(He begins to move, his rhythm slow and deep at first, his hands gripping her hips.)
Sameer: Is this okay? Am I hurting you?
Shreya: (Shakes her head, her words coming out in pants) No... no, it feels... good. It feels really good.
Sameer: (His pace quickens, his thrusts becoming harder, more demanding) That's it, my love. Take me. Take all of me.
(He reaches around and cups her breast, squeezing it in time with his thrusts while his other hand finds her clit, rubbing her.)
Shreya: Oh! Sameer! That... what are you doing? Ah!
Sameer: I'm making you feel good. Like I promised. Are you close? I can feel you trembling.
Shreya: I... I think so! Please... don't stop!
Sameer: Never. (He pounds into her faster, harder, until she cries out, her body convulsing against the wall.)
Shreya: S-Sameer! Aaaah!
Sameer: (Groans loudly as he feels her climax, pushing himself as deep as he can) Yes! That's it!
(He pulls out and turns her around, pushing her against the wall again to kiss her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as his own orgasm builds.)
(A few moments later, Sameer has turned the water off. He wraps a large, fluffy towel around Shreya and another around his own waist. He scoops her up into his arms.)
Shreya: (Surprised) What are you doing? I can walk.
Sameer: A husband carries his bride to their wedding bed. (He carries her out of the bathroom and gently lays her in the middle of the huge, soft bed.) Now... our honeymoon truly begins.
(He unwraps her towel, tossing it aside. He lies down next to her, propped up on one elbow, and just looks at her.)
Sameer: You are so beautiful. All flushed and wet.
Shreya: (Shyly) You make me feel...
Sameer: Feel what? Tell me.
Shreya: I don't know the word. Not nervous anymore. Something... else. Warm.
Sameer: (Smiles) Good. That's how I want you to feel. Now, I want to explore you. Proper love making. Face to face. I want to see your eyes when you come. Spread your legs for me, my dear.
(She complies, her earlier hesitation gone, replaced by a blossoming curiosity. He moves between her legs and starts kissing her inner thighs, slowly moving upwards.)
Shreya: (Moans softly) Mmmm, that tickles...
Sameer: (Looks up at her) You like this?
Shreya: (Nods, biting her lip) Yes.
(He reaches her center and his tongue begins to work its magic. Shreya arches her back, her fingers tangling in the bedsheets.)
Shreya: Oh my god! Sameer! What is that? I've never... oh! Oh!
Sameer: (Chuckles against her skin) This is me worshipping you. Just relax and let it happen.
(It doesn't take long. Shreya's body tightens and she cries out as a second, powerful orgasm rocks her from head to toe.)
Shreya: (Panting) I... wow...
Sameer: (Moves up to kiss her lips, tasting himself on her) Now it's my turn. And this time, we do it together. Get on top of me.
Shreya: On top?
Sameer: Yes. I want you to ride me. I'll help you.
(He guides her, positioning her over him. He helps her lower herself onto his hard cock. She gasps as he fills her again.)
Sameer: Now... move. Up and down. That's it. Yes... just like that. You're a natural.
(Shreya starts to move, tentatively at first, then with growing confidence as she feels the pleasure build again. She leans forward, bracing her hands on his chest, her wet hair falling around them. Her breasts sway with the movement, their nipples brushing against his skin.)
Shreya: (Panting) Sameer... it's... so deep...
Sameer: (Groans, his hands on her hips, guiding her rhythm) I know... fuck, you feel amazing. Look at me, Shreya. Watch my face.
(She looks into his eyes as she rides him faster and faster. The friction is incredible. They are both breathing hard, their bodies slick with sweat.)
Shreya: I'm... I'm close again!
Sameer: Me too! Don't stop! Come for me, Shreya! Come on my cock!
(With a final, desperate cry, her body clenches around him, and at the same moment, he roars her name, his own release flooding into her.)
Sameer: SHREYA!
(She collapses onto his chest, completely spent, her heart beating a frantic rhythm against his. They lie there for a long time, tangled together, breathing heavily.)
Sameer: (Stroking her hair, his voice raspy) That was... the most incredible experience of my life. You are a treasure, Shreya. A true goddess.
Shreya: (Whispering into his chest, completely dazed) I... I never knew... I could feel like that.
Scene 3
Characters:
- Shreya: Alias AmritFlow.
- Sameer: Her client.
Sameer: Put the money in your purse. It is yours. I want you to feel secure.
(Shreya looks at the cash, then at him. Her hands are trembling as she picks it up and shoves it into her handbag next to the first envelope. She zips it shut with a sense of finality.)
Shreya: It's... it's a lot.
Sameer: You are worth so much more. Now... I want to start by tasting your nipples and drinking you again. I need to fill myself with your sweetness. Then, we will move to our love making. First in the shower, and then on the bed. I want you to forget everything else. Forget this is a transaction. For the next few hours, we will be like a married couple celebrating our honeymoon—loving and exploring each other.
Shreya: (Her voice is a tiny whisper) A honeymoon... I... I don't know how to...
Sameer: Shhh. You don't have to know anything. Just relax and let me show you. I will guide you. All you have to do is feel. Lie back for me, my sweet Shreya. Lie back and let me worship you.
(Shreya hesitates, then slowly lies back on the soft bed, her full, pale breasts pointing towards the ceiling.)
Sameer: (Leans over her, his voice a low growl) Perfect. My perfect, personal fountains.
(He lowers his head and takes one of her nipples into his mouth, suckling far more intensely than before. His hand cups her other breast, kneading the soft flesh.)
Shreya: (A sharp gasp escapes her lips) Ah!
Sameer: (Speaks around her nipple) Does that feel good? Do you like that? Tell me.
Shreya: It's... it's strong. I... I think so. Yes.
Sameer: (Chuckles softly) Good. So sweet... my beautiful girl... I could drink from you for hours.
(He continues to suckle, moving from one breast to the other. Shreya's initial tension begins to melt away under his expert attention. Soft, involuntary sighs escape her lips.)
Shreya: Mmmm... oh...
Sameer: (Pulls away, looking at her flushed face) You are enjoying this. I can see it. Your body is waking up. Now come. Let's go to the shower. I want to feel your wet, slippery skin all over me.
(He stands and gently pulls her up from the bed. He leads her towards the opulent bathroom.)
(They are standing in a large, glass-enclosed shower. Sameer turns the knob and warm water begins to rain down on them. Shreya shivers as the water hits her skin.)
Sameer: Is the water warm enough for you?
Shreya: Yes... it's perfect.
Sameer: Good. (He pulls her close, her front pressed against his chest. He picks up a bottle of shower gel.) Now stand still. I'm going to wash you. Every single inch.
(He squirts the gel into his hands and begins to lather her shoulders and back, his hands sliding down her slim waist and over her round bottom.)
Sameer: Your skin... it's like silk. So soft. Turn around for me.
(She turns, her back now to his chest. He reaches around her, his soapy hands covering her breasts.)
Sameer: So heavy... even with the water running over them. I want to feel them bounce when I'm inside you.
Shreya: (Gasps as his fingers tease her nipples) Sameer...
Sameer: Shhh, just feel it. (His hands slide lower, over her flat stomach, and then lower still, into the curls of hair between her legs.) So warm here... and so wet. You're ready for me, aren't you?
Shreya: (Her voice is weak, breathy) I... I don't know...
Sameer: You are. (He presses her back against the cool, tiled wall, the warm water sluicing over them. He positions himself behind her.) I can't wait any longer, Shreya. I need to be inside you. Right here. Right now.
Shreya: In the shower? Like this?
Sameer: Yes. Bend over just a little. That's it. Hold onto the wall.
(He enters her from behind in one smooth, deep thrust. Shreya cries out, a mix of shock and sudden, sharp pleasure.)
Shreya: Oh! Oh, god!
Sameer: (Groans, his voice rough in her ear) Fuck... you feel so good. So tight... so wet...
(He begins to move, his rhythm slow and deep at first, his hands gripping her hips.)
Sameer: Is this okay? Am I hurting you?
Shreya: (Shakes her head, her words coming out in pants) No... no, it feels... good. It feels really good.
Sameer: (His pace quickens, his thrusts becoming harder, more demanding) That's it, my love. Take me. Take all of me.
(He reaches around and cups her breast, squeezing it in time with his thrusts while his other hand finds her clit, rubbing her.)
Shreya: Oh! Sameer! That... what are you doing? Ah!
Sameer: I'm making you feel good. Like I promised. Are you close? I can feel you trembling.
Shreya: I... I think so! Please... don't stop!
Sameer: Never. (He pounds into her faster, harder, until she cries out, her body convulsing against the wall.)
Shreya: S-Sameer! Aaaah!
Sameer: (Groans loudly as he feels her climax, pushing himself as deep as he can) Yes! That's it!
(He pulls out and turns her around, pushing her against the wall again to kiss her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as his own orgasm builds.)
(A few moments later, Sameer has turned the water off. He wraps a large, fluffy towel around Shreya and another around his own waist. He scoops her up into his arms.)
Shreya: (Surprised) What are you doing? I can walk.
Sameer: A husband carries his bride to their wedding bed. (He carries her out of the bathroom and gently lays her in the middle of the huge, soft bed.) Now... our honeymoon truly begins.
(He unwraps her towel, tossing it aside. He lies down next to her, propped up on one elbow, and just looks at her.)
Sameer: You are so beautiful. All flushed and wet.
Shreya: (Shyly) You make me feel...
Sameer: Feel what? Tell me.
Shreya: I don't know the word. Not nervous anymore. Something... else. Warm.
Sameer: (Smiles) Good. That's how I want you to feel. Now, I want to explore you. Proper love making. Face to face. I want to see your eyes when you come. Spread your legs for me, my dear.
(She complies, her earlier hesitation gone, replaced by a blossoming curiosity. He moves between her legs and starts kissing her inner thighs, slowly moving upwards.)
Shreya: (Moans softly) Mmmm, that tickles...
Sameer: (Looks up at her) You like this?
Shreya: (Nods, biting her lip) Yes.
(He reaches her center and his tongue begins to work its magic. Shreya arches her back, her fingers tangling in the bedsheets.)
Shreya: Oh my god! Sameer! What is that? I've never... oh! Oh!
Sameer: (Chuckles against her skin) This is me worshipping you. Just relax and let it happen.
(It doesn't take long. Shreya's body tightens and she cries out as a second, powerful orgasm rocks her from head to toe.)
Shreya: (Panting) I... wow...
Sameer: (Moves up to kiss her lips, tasting himself on her) Now it's my turn. And this time, we do it together. Get on top of me.
Shreya: On top?
Sameer: Yes. I want you to ride me. I'll help you.
(He guides her, positioning her over him. He helps her lower herself onto his hard cock. She gasps as he fills her again.)
Sameer: Now... move. Up and down. That's it. Yes... just like that. You're a natural.
(Shreya starts to move, tentatively at first, then with growing confidence as she feels the pleasure build again. She leans forward, bracing her hands on his chest, her wet hair falling around them. Her breasts sway with the movement, their nipples brushing against his skin.)
Shreya: (Panting) Sameer... it's... so deep...
Sameer: (Groans, his hands on her hips, guiding her rhythm) I know... fuck, you feel amazing. Look at me, Shreya. Watch my face.
(She looks into his eyes as she rides him faster and faster. The friction is incredible. They are both breathing hard, their bodies slick with sweat.)
Shreya: I'm... I'm close again!
Sameer: Me too! Don't stop! Come for me, Shreya! Come on my cock!
(With a final, desperate cry, her body clenches around him, and at the same moment, he roars her name, his own release flooding into her.)
Sameer: SHREYA!
(She collapses onto his chest, completely spent, her heart beating a frantic rhythm against his. They lie there for a long time, tangled together, breathing heavily.)
Sameer: (Stroking her hair, his voice raspy) That was... the most incredible experience of my life. You are a treasure, Shreya. A true goddess.
Shreya: (Whispering into his chest, completely dazed) I... I never knew... I could feel like that.
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