Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 
She cried out, wordless sounds at first, then his name over and over, then incoherent pleas and prayers and exclamations as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her.
 
Her fingers pulled almost painfully at his hair, holding him to her, not wanting him to stop even though the sensation was almost too intense to bear. Her thighs clamped around his head, trapping him there, her body's instinct to keep him close overriding any conscious thought.
 
Tears streamed down her face, not from pain or sadness but from the sheer overwhelming intensity of what she was feeling. She'd had no idea, no concept that pleasure could be this all-consuming, this transformative, this utterly devastating in the best possible way.
 
Ravi didn't stop.
 
His tongue continued to work her clitoris through her climax, his fingers continuing their gentle thrusts and that magical pressure on her most sensitive internal spot, drawing out her pleasure, making each wave last as long as possible, wringing every bit of sensation from her body.
 
The orgasm seemed to last forever, wave after wave cresting and breaking, each one making her body jerk, making desperate sounds escape her throat, making her feel like she might shatter into a thousand pieces from the intensity.
 
Finally, finally, the waves began to subside. The intense peaks flattened into gentler rolling sensations, the overwhelming pleasure gradually ebbing into something more manageable, more sustainable.
 
Her body went limp against the bed, completely spent, trembling with aftershocks that occasionally made her muscles twitch or clench unexpectedly.
 
Ravi gentled his touch immediately, sensing the shift from climax to oversensitivity. His tongue slowed its movements, the circles becoming softer, lazier, soothing rather than stimulating now.
 
His fingers stilled inside her but didn't withdraw yet, letting her inner walls pulse around them as they pleased, letting her body slowly come down from the heights he'd taken her to.
 
When even gentle touches became too much, when Priya made a small sound of protest, he withdrew his fingers carefully, slowly, mindful of her sensitivity.