Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 
His fingers slid along her slit, feeling the slickness there, the warmth.
 
He found her opening and circled it gently, teasing, before moving higher to find that sensitive bundle of nerves.
 
“I can feel her… every shiver, every gasp… she’s mine… and she responds to me perfectly,” Ravi’ thumb pressing lightly at first, then circling, learning the rhythm that makes her moan against him.
 
The moment his finger touched her clitoris, Priya's hand tightened around him, her hips jerking forward.
 
“Oh… yes… yes… I need him… I need him now… more,” she breathed, her voice already carrying that edge of need, trembling with desire, every part of her alive with sensation.
 
"Ravi," she breathed, “I can’t wait… I need you… I need everything from you…”
 
 
 
They found a rhythm together, her hand stroking him, his fingers circling and teasing her most sensitive spot.
 
“Yes… just like that… don’t stop… I feel everything… every movement… him inside me already, even with just his fingers,” her body arching slightly, every nerve on fire, every breath catching in her throat.
 
The movements were slow, unhurried, focused on building pleasure rather than racing toward release.
 
“We have time… savoring… every inch… every second… this is all mine, and I’m his,” Ravi feeling the warmth, the slickness, the subtle shivers of her body responding under his touch.
 
Ravi's mouth found hers again, swallowing her moans, his tongue dancing with hers in a rhythm that matched the movements of their hands.
 
“Her taste… her warmth… it’s overwhelming… I never want to stop,” he pressing her closer, feeling her tremble in response, her lips soft and yielding against his.
 
Priya could feel him growing fully hard in her hand now, the impressive length and girth that had both excited and intimidated her.
 
“So big… I can’t even wrap my hand around all of him… how will it feel… can I take all of him…?” Her fingers couldn’t quite wrap around his thickness, and she marveled again at the size of him, wondering how he would feel inside her, wondering if she could truly take all of him.
 
“It’s terrifying… and exciting… I want it… I need it… I can feel every pulse, every beat, every tremor,” her belly fluttering with nervous excitement, her pulse spiking, her skin tingling with anticipation.