Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

The End of the game - The Sweetest Surrender
 
Ravi kissed Sirisha’s forehead, his touch gentle as he brushed a lock of hair from her face. “I’m sorry, Sirisha,” he murmured, his voice thick with empathy.
 
“Just tell me when you’re ready, okay?” His body was tense with need, but he respected her, waiting for her to give him the word.
 
Sirisha’s breath was shallow, but as she looked into his eyes, she nodded, her voice small but resolute. “It’s... okay. I just need a minute.”
 
Neetu continued to soothe her, her hand resting gently on Sirisha’s breasts, rubbing small circles over the soft skin. “Breathe, beta. You’re doing great,” she whispered, her voice a constant thread of warmth. “Let him in slowly... Let your body feel it. We want you to enjoy it, slowly.”
 
Ravi remained still, his body aching with desire, but he held back, letting Sirisha adjust to the feeling of him inside her.
 
His eyes never left her face as he watched the subtle shift in her expression. Slowly, Sirisha’s body began to relax, her breath becoming more even, her hands loosening their grip on his arms.
“I think I’m okay,” Sirisha whispered, her eyes opening to meet his once more. There was a newfound determination in her gaze, a quiet acceptance.
 
“Are you sure?” Ravi asked, his voice filled with soft concern.
 
Sirisha nodded, her breath shaky but steadier now. “I want this Bhayya. I want you in all the way. I want to feel it”
 
At her words, something inside Ravi loosened, his body responding to the softness of Neetu’s reassurance.
 
His movements started slower, more deliberate, the rhythm tender as he let Sirisha’s young pussy adjust to his cock.  This is her first time to feel a cock in side her.  
 
Her freshly opened (virgin till a few minutes back) pussy felt soft and tight for his cock.  He could feel her pussy walls tightly holding his cock from all directions.
 
The first few thrusts were slow, tentative, each one drawing a soft gasp from Sirisha’s lower lips and upper lips alike. Her hands, initially unsure, now clutched his back, her nails digging into his skin, feeling the warmth and power of his body.
 
But despite the pain that flickered across Sirisha’s face, it slowly began to soften.
 
It was replaced by something deeper, something growing, something new, a connection that she hadn’t known was possible, but was now unfolding between them.

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