Fantasy Priyanka and Sameek : Love, Lust and much more.

[cutekomal]

Act 2: 

 Late Morning - Sameek and Priyanka are both at work, sneaking in private messages during a lull.

Priyanka: (A series of rapid texts, almost breathless) "Sameek, I swear, I can't focus today. Every single meeting, every email… my mind just keeps drifting. All I can think about is you. And what we could be doing right now."

Sameek: (A brief, knowing reply) "Oh? And what exactly is 'what could be' occupying your thoughts, my Devil Partner? Enlighten me."

Priyanka: (Her messages come faster, more intense) "Your mouth, Sameek. That's what. I'm craving it so badly, I can almost taste it. I want to feel your lips on mine, a deep, raw kiss, where my tongue just plays with yours. I'd draw out every drop of your saliva, just to taste you, to know you're completely mine. It's so addictive, Sameek.”

Sameek: "My saliva? You're starting with that? You have a memory for detail I must say."

Priyanka: "Of course, I do. Each and every detail. And once I've had my fill of your mouth, my hands would be all over your chest, searching for your nipples. I remember how hard mine got just from your teasing through my t-shirt that day. But I don't want to feel them through clothes now. I want them bare. I'd pinch them, gently at first, then harder, taking them between my teeth, just like I fantasize about you doing to mine. I'd suck them, Sameek, until they're red and swollen, and you're moaning my name, begging me to stop."

Sameek: (A low, suggestive tone) "My name, huh? You think you could make me forget everything else, everything around me, just with your mouth and hands?"

Priyanka: (A confident, almost predatory edge to her voice) "Oh, I know I could. I'd pull you so close, Sameek, that our bodies would be flushed, skin to skin, barely any space between us. I can already feel the heat spreading through me, making me wet just thinking about it. That seductive fluid, my own juices… I want it all over me, want to rub it onto your skin, inhaling your scent, that raw, pungent smell of you mixed with my desire. It drives me absolutely wild."

Sameek: "Your seductive fluid does have that effect on me, too. So, if your mouth is so busy, and your hands are occupied, what about your body, Priyanka?"

Priyanka: "My body, Sameek? My body would be on yours. I'd straddle you, riding you, hard and fast. Making those deep, merciless thrusts myself. I want to feel every single inch of you filling me, knotting us together. I’d love to ride on you, circling round, making you go crazy and beg for a fuck. And even if you ask me to stop, to ease up, I'd never, never, never do it. I want to see you holding onto the bed for support, groaning my name, just as I'd do for you. That mix of pleasure and pain… it’s exactly what I crave from you, my sweet tormentor, my love."

Sameek: "You truly are my hungry lioness, aren't you? The way you describe it… I can almost feel every thrust."

Priyanka: "And Dojo… my beautiful Dojo. He wouldn't stand a chance. After I’ve ridden you senseless, I'd take him in my mouth again, Sameek, whole. Suck him like a banana, deeply, till my throat aches, till I'm gasping for air. You think I'd choke? Maybe, a little, but I'd never let go. I'd swallow every single drop of your cum. You know I'm born to suck and eat your Dojo, Sameek. It's my purpose, my dedication to you. I want to feel him grow hard again in my mouth, only to soften once more after he's spilled himself completely into me."

Sameek: "Priyanka… you make me utterly speechless. And completely, irrevocably hard. Right here, right now, just hearing your words.

Priyanka: (Her voice, through text, practically vibrates with her excitement) "Speechless, are we, my love? Good. Because I'm far from finished. You think you're hard now? Wait until I tell you about the rest of the night I've planned for us. After I've ridden you till you're begging, and swallowed every last drop of Dojo, I'd lift myself off you, slowly, just enough so I can see you, still panting, eyes glazed over. I'd lean down, just a hair's breadth from your ear, and whisper all the dirty things I want to do next."

Sameek: (Typing slowly, almost deliberately) "And what exactly would those whispered secrets entail, Priyanka? My 'Devil Partner' is full of wicked surprises, I know."

Priyanka: "Wicked, indeed. First, I'd want to feel you all over again, but differently. My fingers, remember how I told you I'd pinch your nipples? I'd take them, not through a t-shirt this time, but naked, wet with our shared sweat. I'd twist them, Sameek, hard, until you writhe beneath me, until your moans are thick and desperate. I know you love that pain, my love. That exquisite, sharp pleasure that makes you forget everything but me. And then, I'd let my hands roam, tracing the lines of your chest, feeling those chest hairs you have, so delightfully masculine. I'd rake my nails gently through them, just enough to scratch, to tease, to make you shudder."

Sameek: "You're painting a very vivid picture, Priyanka. My body is already responding. Those scratches sound… intoxicating."

Priyanka: "Oh, they will be more than intoxicating. And my mouth wouldn't be idle. While my hands work their magic on your chest, my lips would travel down, over your swollen belly, teasing that navel you adore so much. I'd use my tongue, slow and deliberate, swirling around it, making you tense and squirm. And then, when you're almost bursting, I'd roll you over, and it would be time for your gorgeous ass. I remember how I fantasized about biting your ass cheek, slow, deliberate bites. I'd make good on that promise, leaving red marks on your soft flesh, making you gasp with each nip. You'd love the sting, the raw sensation, knowing it's my teeth on your skin."

Sameek: (A pause, then a text with a single, almost breathless word) "Priyanka..."

Priyanka: "Yes, Sameek? Are you with me? Can you feel it? Because I can feel you. Every word I type makes me wetter. My red maxi, it's practically sticking to me. I'm craving that deep penetration, feeling you jam my pussy with your meat, filling my tiny ass hole until I can't take anymore, but desperately want more. I want to feel the pain, the tearing pleasure, and then the complete release. I want to see myself reflected in your eyes as you fill me up, mercilessly, relentlessly."

Sameek: "My God. You are… boundless. You really do turn me inside out. So, after all that… what then? Is there an 'after' to this beautiful, brutal fantasy of yours?"

Priyanka: "Always. After all that, when we're both spent, breathless, drenched in sweat… that's when the true intimacy would begin. We’d be tangled together, exhausted but utterly satiated. I’d lean my head on your chest, feeling your heartbeat, listening to your breathing. And I'd whisper how much I love you, how much you mean to me. How you, Sameek, are the only one who can make me feel this way, who sees this 'Devil Partner' in me and loves her completely. It’s not just the physical connection, Sameek, it's how you accept me, every crazy, kinky part. That’s where the real maturation happens, isn't it? Finding someone who embraces every facet of your being, even the ones you thought were shameful."

Sameek: (His reply is softer, more tender, a slight tremor even in text) "Priyanka, my sweetheart. You truly are the woman I was seeking for. My heart beats for you, your mind, your body, your soul… every damn thing about you. And you know, the way you speak, it isn't just erotic, it's deeply… connecting. I can almost feel you here, next to me, whispering all this. And honestly, I wouldn't want it any other way. You're my one and only.".

Priyanka: (A final, triumphant message, tinged with affection) "Good. Because I'm not going anywhere. Now, go back to your work, my love, and try to focus. But don't be surprised if I sneak into your thoughts again. This 'Devil Partner' always finds a way."