Adultery Priya Didi

[shailu4ever]

 
Ravi groaned at her words, his control slipping slightly.
 
“She wants me… I need to give her… slow… careful… but yes… harder… deeper… perfect…”
 
His thrusts became a little faster, a little harder, though still measured, still careful not to hurt her.
 
“Every inch… every pulse… she’s mine… I’m inside her… yes… perfect… every tremble… yes…”
 
The sound of their bodies joining filled the room, the wet slide of flesh against flesh, the rhythmic slap of skin on skin, the creak of the bed beneath them.
 
“Every sound… every motion… hers and mine… perfect… all mine… yes…”
 
Their breathing grew harsher, more labored.
 
Sweat began to form on their skin, making their bodies slide against each other more easily.
 
“Slippery… hot… perfect… every inch… yes… he’s mine… I’m his… finally…”
 
Ravi shifted his angle slightly, and the next thrust, his shaft hit something inside Priya that made her cry out, her nails digging into his back.
 
“Oh… right there… yes… that spot… he’s perfect… hitting me just right… yes!” Priya thought, her back arching, pulse racing, breath catching in gasps, every nerve alive with fire.
 
"There!" she gasped.
 
"Oh God, right there, Ravi!"
 
He maintained that angle, hitting that same spot with each thrust, and Priya felt pleasure building rapidly, coiling tight in her lower belly.
 
“Yes… so intense… I’m winding up… every inch… every pulse… yes… I can’t hold back… I want more… I need him…”
 
One of his hands slid between their bodies, finding her clitoris, circling the sensitive bundle of nerves in time with his thrusts.
 
“Oh God… every motion… perfect… he knows me… every inch… yes… I’m his…”
 
The dual stimulation was overwhelming, “Too much… perfect… I can’t… yes… all of him… every inch… oh God… yes!”, the feeling of him inside her, filling her, stroking that sensitive spot deep within, combined with the pressure on her clitoris, it was too much, too intense, too perfect.
 
"Ravi," she gasped, her inner walls beginning to flutter around him.
 
"I'm going to… I'm close… I'm…" “Yes… yes… I can’t hold back… all of him… he’s mine… I’m coming… oh God…”
 
"Let go," he urged, his voice strained.
 
"Come for me, Didi. I want to feel you come around me."