Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 
The contact was electric, intimate beyond words, sending a pulse of heat straight to Priya's core.
 
She could feel the hardness, the thickness of him even through the fabric, and it made her heart race.
 
Her face pressed against his arousal, soft skin against hard flesh separated only by thin cotton.
 
Ravi’s hands clenched into fists at his sides, his body taut, trembling with barely controlled desire.
 
The sensation of her face against his stiffness, even through his pants, was almost overwhelming.
 
He could feel the softness of her cheek, the warmth of her breath seeping through the fabric, the gentle pressure as she moved.
 
Every inch of him was alive with sensation, the tightness in his chest, the intensity in his veins.
 
"Oh God," he breathed, his voice strained. "Didi..."
 
Priya’s nose brushed along the length of his arousal as she searched for the drawstring, the innocent movement creating friction that made Ravi's hips jerk involuntarily.
 
She could feel his member twitch against her face, could sense his struggle for control.
 
The drawstring of his track pants was tied in a simple bow at the front, sitting just above where his arousal strained against the fabric.
 
To reach it, she had to press her face firmly against his lower stomach, her chin and mouth unavoidably making contact with the prominent bulge below.
 
Her lips found the end of one string, and she caught it gently between her teeth.
 
As she pulled, her face pressed more firmly against him, her mouth and nose and cheeks making contact with his hardness through the thin fabric.
 
The position forced her to feel all of his stiffness.
 
The heat, the hardness, the size that made her breath quicken with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.
 
Ravi’s breathing became ragged, his entire body trembling with the effort of staying still.
 
The sensation of her face against his most intimate area, her mouth working at the drawstring while pressed so close to his arousal, it was exquisite torture.