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

[cutekomal]

Act 9: making love under the stars

The humid night air hung still, but anticipation made the atmosphere electric. Sameek leaned against the shadowed doorframe, looking up at the steps leading to the terrace.

“You’re sure about this, Devil Partner?” Sameek whispered, the thrill evident in his voice. “Remember you worried about people seeing us before.” He was thinking of how she had previously noted their terrace was the sexiest place, but questioned what if people saw.

“I know, Sameek,” Priyanka replied, her voice low and husky, “but tonight the darkness is thick, and the stars are out. It’s what we deserve. We need this complication, this beautiful mess, outside of whispers and screens”.

Sameek nodded, a determined look on his face. “Right. Give me five minutes. I need to scope out the perimeter. I don’t want anyone to even think we are here, or visible from the neighbourhood”.

He moved silently up the steps, his bare chest absorbing the cool night air. The terrace was expansive and still. Sameek crouched low, checking the height of the boundary walls and the line of sight to the nearest opposing balconies. The shadows were deep, the neighbouring windows mostly dark. He circled the open space once, satisfying himself that they were hidden enough by the geometry of the surrounding buildings and the late hour.

Sameek returned to the stairs and gave a soft, pre-arranged cough.

Priyanka emerged, dressed only in a light nighty. She looked up at the vast expanse of the night sky, taking a deep breath. She glanced towards the nearest, still-lit window in the distance—her ‘reality check’ complete. The excitement overwhelmed the fear, as always.

“No going back now, Sameek,” she muttered, a slight tremor in her hands. With a decisive tug, she pulled the thin fabric over her head, letting it drop to the floor. She stood completely naked, her silhouette barely visible in the dark.

Sameek swallowed hard. “Priyanka,” he breathed, moving towards her, feeling the truth of his dedication: “My heart beats for you, your body, your soul, your perfume… every damn thing about you”.

He kicked off his shorts and moved closer. Their bodies met beneath the silent sky, skin to skin, just as they had only dared to dream of.

“Touch me, Sameek,” she instructed, leaning back slightly, letting her chest brush his. “Let me feel those hands, the ones that have traced my body a thousand times in text”.

Sameek placed his hands on her waist, drawing her close until their hips were locked together. He lowered his head and took her nipple gently in his mouth, pulling lightly.

Priyanka gasped, her fingers immediately sinking into his chest hair. “That pain, my love. It’s exactly what I crave from you, my sweet tormentor”. She pinched his nipple hard through his skin, until he writhed beneath her, the exquisite, sharp pleasure making him forget everything but her.

“Yes, Priyanka,” Sameek groaned, releasing her breast only to lock his lips fiercely onto hers. It was a raw, deep kiss, their tongues wrestling, extracting every drop of saliva just to taste the essence of the other.

Priyanka pulled back slightly, looking down. “I feel it already, Sameek. Your seductive fluid is working its effect on me”.

He traced a finger along her jaw down to her neck. “I need to taste that fluid, Priyanka. I want to shut all those juices from your hand, from your dripping pussy. It’s our heavenly juice, and I want to suck it directly from you”.

Priyanka guided him down to the rough, bare floor of the terrace, urging him onto his back. “Then take it. And hurry, because I am craving for a deep fuck right now”.

Sameek shifted, pulling her over him. He kissed her wetness deeply, savoring the taste. His tongue worked fiercely, demanding a response.

Priyanka moaned loudly, grasping the nape of his neck and urging him closer. Her hips bucked violently, chasing the pleasure he was delivering. “Ummmmmm. It feels so raw, Sameek. So wild.”

After several intense minutes, she pushed herself up, straddling his waist.

“My turn, Sameek,” she declared, her eyes burning with desire. “My mouth is born to suck and eat your Dojo”. She leaned down, taking his erection, Dojo, deep into her mouth. She applied herself with passion and speed, the eye contact confirming her intensity.

Sameek arched his back, lost in the sensation, whispering her name as she worked. After a few minutes, he pulled her back up until she hovered above him.

“I need to be inside you, Queen. Now.”

Priyanka grinned, a look of fierce dominance on her face. “Then climb inside, partner. I want to ride you, hard and fast. Make those deep, merciless thrusts myself”.

Sameek positioned his hard shaft and slid into her tightness. She immediately took control, beginning a slow, circling grind before escalating into powerful, rhythmic thrusts. She rode him hard, feeling every single inch of him filling her, knotting them together.

“Don’t you dare stop, Sameek! I’ll never let you!” she whispered fiercely, enjoying the mix of pleasure and pain that she inflicted upon herself with her relentless movement.

Sameek reached up, pinching her nipples hard, twisting them until she gasped, clutching his shoulders for support as she groaned his name into the cold night air. Their bodies shone slightly with shared sweat.

Priyanka increased the pace, rocking back and forth in a frantic motion. The sound of their bodies slapping together echoed softly in the private space under the stars. She kept going, relentlessly, for over thirty minutes, both dominating and accepting the deep penetration.

Finally, sensing the coming storm, Sameek flipped them over, pinning her beneath him. He grabbed her hips, driving into her with rapid, fierce strokes, emptying himself completely inside her pussy.

Priyanka’s fingers dug crescents into his back, screaming his name as her body convulsed in a violent wave of pleasure and contentment.

Exhausted, Sameek collapsed heavily onto her, his arm becoming a weight pinning her in place. Their frantic breathing slowly settled back into deep, ragged gasps. The air conditioner hummed softly from a nearby window below, joining the quiet echo of their exertion.

Priyanka squeezed him tight, feeling the heavy beat of his heart against her ear. “You really are insane, you know that?”.

Sameek chuckled lazily, kissing her shoulder. “Insane? Or just honest about what I want?”.

She stroked the damp hair on his head. “Always. I’ll never go to someone else for bodily pleasures. That’s a principle I follow, Sameek”.

“I know, my Queen,” he murmured. “I know.” He lifted his head slightly and kissed her softly, tasting the mixed fluids of their desire on her lips. “Good girl.”.

Lying tangled together, utter silence finally reigned beneath the immense, unblinking stars, feeling utterly satiated and connected.