Siva - Gayatri Raj

[venkujkc1984]

Part 4

Love Making


Raj’s eyes never left Gayatri as she lay on the bed, her body bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight streaming through the window. Her beauty was undeniable—captivating, radiant, and utterly mesmerizing. Every curve of her body, every subtle movement, stirred something deep within him. Tonight, he didn’t just want to make love to her; he wanted to worship her, to show her just how much he adored every inch of her being.

As he lay next to her, Raj gently placed his hand on her shoulder, his touch light yet filled with intention. With a soft smile, he slowly guided her to lay fully on the bed. She moved with grace, adjusting herself until she was flat on her back, her body relaxed, but her eyes filled with anticipation. She trusted him completely, and that trust made the moment all the more intimate.

Raj didn’t rush. He wanted to savor every second, to take in the beauty of the woman in front of him. He sat up, his eyes tracing the outline of her body, admiring the way her skin glowed in the soft light, the way her chest rose and fell with each breath. She looked absolutely breathtaking.
Raj (his voice soft, filled with admiration): "You're so beautiful, Bhabhi… tonight, I want to show you just how much."

She smiled, a soft blush creeping across her cheeks at his words. There was a gentleness in his voice, a reverence that made her heart flutter. She could sense that this night would be unlike any other—a night where he would truly take his time, focusing solely on her.

Raj leaned over, picking up a small tray of fresh fruits and delicate flowers he had prepared earlier. He wanted to do something special, something symbolic to show her how much he cherished her. He placed the tray beside them on the bed, his eyes locking with hers as he began.

He started with a handful of rose petals, their soft scent filling the air. Slowly, he scattered them across her body, letting the petals fall gently onto her skin. Each petal landed like a whisper—a gentle caress that seemed to worship her with every touch. The light pink and red petals contrasted beautifully against her skin, creating a visual masterpiece that left him in awe.

Raj (smiling): "You deserve to be surrounded by beauty… just like you."

Gayatri’s breath caught in her throat at the tenderness of his words. There was something deeply intimate about the way he was treating her—not as an object of desire, but as someone to be adored and cherished. She closed her eyes for a moment, allowing herself to fully sink into the experience.

Raj’s hand hovered over the tray again, this time picking up a few gbangs, their deep purple hue gleaming in the dim light. He carefully placed them along her collarbone and down her arms, as though decorating her with nature’s jewels. Each touch was soft, deliberate, and filled with affection.
He reached for a perfectly round orange, slicing it into thin segments. Slowly, he placed the slices around her navel, the fresh citrus scent mingling with the fragrance of the roses. The coolness of the orange against her warm skin sent a shiver through her, her body responding to the contrast in temperature. She felt her heart race, her senses heightened with every soft touch of his hands, every gentle placement of the fruits and flowers.

Raj (playfully): "These fruits are sweet… but not nearly as sweet as you."

Gayatri smiled, her eyes fluttering open to look at him. His gaze was intense, filled with desire, but also with something deeper—a love that transcended the physical. He wasn’t just touching her body; he was touching her soul, showing her just how much he valued her, not only as a lover but as a woman.

Raj leaned down, his lips brushing softly against her neck, his breath warm against her skin. He kissed her gently, trailing his lips down to her shoulder, then her chest, and finally, to her stomach, where the orange slices rested. He took one between his fingers, bringing it to his lips as he tasted the sweetness of the fruit, his eyes never leaving hers.

Raj (whispering, his voice thick with emotion): "You taste incredible."

He placed the orange slice back on her stomach, his lips following closely behind, kissing her skin where the fruit had been. The sensation was electrifying—cool fruit, warm lips, and the softness of his breath mingling together in a symphony of sensations that made her body tremble with pleasure.

Slowly, Raj moved down her body, his hands trailing behind him, leaving a path of rose petals and tender kisses. He continued to decorate her with the fruits, placing them delicately along her arms, her legs, and even in her hands. Each placement was done with care, as though he was creating a work of art. And to him, she was art—perfect, beautiful, and worthy of being worshiped.

Raj (softly, filled with admiration): Tonight, you’re my goddess… and I want to make you feel that way."

Gayatri’s breath hitched at his words, her body responding to the intensity of his gaze, the devotion in his touch. She had never felt so cherished, so adored. Every movement he made was for her, every kiss, every caress meant to show her how much he loved and respected her.

Raj reached for another cluster of gbangs, this time holding them up to her lips. He smiled as she opened her mouth slightly, allowing him to feed her one. The sweetness of the fruit burst on her tongue, and for a moment, their eyes locked, the shared experience creating an intimacy that went beyond the physical.

As he continued to taste the fruits and kiss her skin, Gayatri felt herself surrendering completely to the moment. She was no longer just a passive participant; she was an integral part of this sensual dance, their bodies and souls intertwined in a way that made her feel truly alive.

Raj’s hands moved slowly along her thighs, his fingers tracing delicate patterns on her skin. He placed a single rose petal on each knee before moving back up, his kisses soft and reverent. There was no rush, no urgency—just a deep connection that flowed between them, as natural and beautiful as the flowers and fruits that adorned her body.

Raj (whispering, his breath warm against her ear):
"I want to savor every moment with you… every part of you."

Gayatri’s heart swelled with emotion. She could feel the love radiating from him, not just in his words but in his actions. He wasn’t just focused on his own pleasure; he was completely attuned to her, to the way her body responded to his touch, to the way her breath quickened with every kiss.

The night stretched on, the room filled with the soft scent of roses and citrus, the air thick with the warmth of their connection. As Raj continued to worship her body, Gayatri felt like she was floating, her senses heightened, her heart full. This wasn’t just about physical pleasure—this was about being seen, being cherished, being loved in a way that made her feel like the most important person in the world.

And as the night deepened, the fruits and flowers scattered across the bed, Raj finally kissed her softly on the lips, sealing the night with a tenderness that spoke louder than any words ever could.

Raj (whispering, his voice filled with emotion):
"You're everything to me, Bhabhi. Tonight is just for you."

Raj kept the pointing finger on her forehead and then slowly came down to her nose, and then onto her lips, chin. Then over her neck and came onto her boobs and then finally to her beautiful sexy round navel. He started rotating the finger on her navel. She was getting aroused and making all the sexy sounds. Her navel was shivering. He wanted to take her feelings to the peak level with the foreplay.

He slowly inserted the finger into her navel. She moaned sexily “aayee Raaj…Hhhhhm…..I am all yours Raj tonight. You can do anything with me… I am yours for tonight...” 

Raj went up to Gayatri's pallu and gently removed it, letting the soft fabric slide away from her body. Now she was lying there with her pallu completely off her breasts, her beautiful curves exposed to his hungry gaze. He leaned down and placed a tender, lingering kiss right on her deep cleavage. She responded instantly by holding his head with both hands, her fingers lovingly massaging his hair and scalp. The gentle, rhythmic massage of her fingers was driving him absolutely crazy with desire.

He slowly trailed his lips downward, planting soft kisses along her smooth skin until he reached her belly. 
There, he paused to make love to her sexy navel. His warm lips hovered just above it, teasing her with anticipation. He gently blew a stream of cool air directly into her deep, inviting navel. Gayatri let out a sexy, breathy moan that sent shivers through him.

Then, he slowly inserted the tip of his tongue into her navel, tasting her warm skin. The moment his tongue touched the sensitive walls inside, her body jerked with pleasure. She moaned loudly, her voice trembling with arousal:
“Raaajjj….. Your tongue in my navel is tickling it…. It's driving me crazy….. Aahh… Haahh…. Mmmm…..”

Raj smiled against her skin and began licking her navel properly, swirling his tongue inside the deep hollow. Wow — finally he was licking his friend’s wife’s sexy navel without any restrictions. It tasted sweet and intoxicating. He made it wet with his saliva, filling the little depression completely until it glistened.

As he continued worshipping her navel, his eyes caught the delicate navel chain she was wearing — a thin, beautiful gold chain with tiny pendants that rested seductively around and across her navel. He kissed the chain first, pressing his lips softly along its line, following the delicate metal as it curved over her belly. 
Each kiss on the chain made the links press lightly into her skin, sending tiny sparks of sensation through her. He then started kissing her navel along with the chain — his lips alternating between the warm, soft skin of her navel and the cool, smooth metal of the chain. Gayatri’s breathing grew heavier, her fingers tightening in his hair.

Slowly, romantically, Raj hooked the chain with his teeth and began to remove it. He pulled it gently, dragging the delicate chain slowly across her navel in a teasing circle. The metal slid sensually over her sensitive skin, the small pendants lightly tracing and circling the rim of her navel again and again. The cool chain gliding over her wet, saliva-filled navel created an incredible, tingling sensation that made her body tremble with pleasure.

Gayatri arched her back slightly and moaned even more sensually:
“Aaahhh Raj… the chain… it’s teasing me so much… Mmmhh… it feels so good…”

He continued dragging the chain in slow, deliberate circles around her navel, letting every link and pendant kiss her skin while his lips kept pressing soft kisses on her navel itself. The combination of his warm mouth, wet tongue, and the slow, sensual dragging of the gold chain over her most sensitive spot was driving her wild with arousal. Her hips shifted involuntarily as waves of ticklish pleasure mixed with deep desire coursed through her body.

Her navel was now glistening with his saliva, and the chain, still partially dbangd over it, sparkled as it moved with every breath she took. Raj looked up at her flushed face, both of them lost in the intimate, forbidden moment.

He then sucked out the whole saliva from her navel and swallowed it. All throughout she was making all romantic sounds. That encouraged him to do more and more romantic things. He then took the honey bottle. Opened it and poured honey into her navel drop by drop. With each drop she jerked her body sexily indicating the sexy feeling of a drop in her navel. With each drop of honey her navel was getting filled and finally it was full. He kept the bottle aside and went to eat the honey from her navel.

He licked a little honey out of her navel. The taste of it was awesome as it was from his dream woman’s navel, his friend’s sexy wife. He again licked a little bit of honey and slowly was eating honey and her navel. 
When he ate half of the honey, he then sucked out the remaining honey from her navel with a little more force. He was sucking her navel passionately to lick the honey. She was moaning sexily and enjoying his sucking “Raj…. my prince tonight…. your way of navel sucking is making me crazy. It's all yours”. He ate the whole honey out of her navel and started licking her navel deep to suck the honey stuck in her deepest part. Wow now her navel was tasting very sweet after getting soaked in the honey.

After thoroughly enjoying Gayatri’s navel and the sensual play with her chain, Raj slowly kissed his way upward with deep admiration and tenderness. He moved with reverence, trailing wet kisses along her belly, between her breasts, and finally reached the twin bounties still covered by her blouse.

He looked into her eyes with raw passion and respect. His hands trembled slightly with emotion as he began unbuttoning her blouse, one deliberate button at a time. When the last button came undone, he gently slid the fabric apart and pulled it off her shoulders, fully revealing her magnificent breasts.

Her boobs were absolutely breathtaking — full, heavy, and perfectly rounded like two ripe, juicy melons. They had a beautiful natural bounce and a soft, velvety smoothness that made his mouth water. The large, soft pinkish-brown areolas were wide and slightly raised, with a delicate textured surface that looked incredibly inviting. At the center sat her gorgeous puffy pink nipples — already stiff and erect, standing out proudly like two delicate pink buds, begging to be devoured.

Raj cupped her left breast with both hands, lifting its heavy weight. It felt incredibly soft and spongy, yet firm enough to fill his palms perfectly. “Bhabhi… your breasts are so beautiful,” he whispered huskily. “So full… so soft… and these pink nipples are driving me crazy.”

Gayatri bit her lip, her cheeks flushed. “They are all yours tonight, Raj… Touch them… Kiss them… as much as you want.”

Without wasting another second, Raj lowered his head and took her left nipple into his mouth. He started by swirling his tongue around the wide areola in slow, teasing circles, tasting the slightly bumpy texture. Then he latched on harder — sucking the entire puffy pink nipple and a big portion of the areola deep into his warm, wet mouth with strong, hungry pulls.

“Mmmhhh… Aaaahhh Raj!” Gayatri moaned loudly, her back arching sharply as pleasure shot through her body. “Yes… Oh god!”

Raj sucked with intense passion, hollowing his cheeks and creating strong suction. He pulled her nipple deep, stretching it gently while his tongue flicked rapidly against the sensitive tip inside his mouth. He alternated between long, deep sucks and quick, forceful tugs, making wet, obscene sucking sounds that filled the room.

He released her nipple with a loud ‘pop’, only to immediately attack the right breast. This time he sucked even more aggressively — taking almost half her soft breast into his mouth, sucking hard while his tongue lashed wildly over the stiff pink nipple. He nibbled lightly on the swollen bud, then soothed it with broad, wet licks before sucking again with renewed intensity.

“Aaahhh… Haaahhh… Raj… your mouth is so hot… Please don’t stop!” Gayatri cried out, her hands gripping his hair tightly, pulling his head deeper into her chest. Her heavy breasts jiggled and bounced with every desperate breath she took.

Raj was lost in lust. He pressed both her breasts together, bringing the two pink nipples close to each other. He took both nipples into his mouth at the same time, sucking them hungrily together while his tongue swirled frantically between them. He sucked harder and faster, making loud, slurping sounds as saliva dripped down her breasts.

“Raj… both together… Mmmhh… you’re making me so wet!” she moaned shamelessly, her hips squirming beneath him. Her nipples had grown darker and swollen from the intense sucking, glistening wetly with his saliva.

He continued devouring her breasts without mercy. He would suck one nipple long and deep for several seconds, then switch to the other, never giving her a break. Sometimes he would pull back slightly and blow cool air on the wet, swollen nipples, making them tighten even more, before diving back in to suck them ravenously again.

He squeezed her soft, heavy boobs firmly while sucking, his fingers sinking deep into the supple flesh, kneading and massaging them as he nursed on her nipples like a man starved. Every time he released a nipple, it stood out proudly — red, puffy, and shining — only for him to latch on again immediately.

Gayatri was trembling with pleasure. “Raj… oh my god… so intensely… Aaaahhh… I can feel it all the way down… Don’t stop… Yes… like that… Mmmhh… Haaahh!”

Raj looked up at her flushed, pleasure-filled face while still sucking hard on her right nipple. “Your pink nipples taste so sweet, Bhabhi… I can’t get enough of them,” he murmured against her wet skin before sucking even more aggressively, his head bobbing as he devoured her breasts with raw hunger.

He kept alternating between deep, powerful sucks, rapid tongue flicks, gentle nibbles, and long, swirling licks around her areolas for a long time, making her breasts wet and shiny with his saliva. Her nipples were now extremely sensitive, swollen, and throbbing from the relentless attention.

Gayatri’s moans grew louder and more desperate as she pushed her chest upward, offering her beautiful, heavy breasts completely to his hungry mouth. Her swollen, saliva-glistened pink nipples stood out proudly, throbbing from the intense sucking.

Raj's gaze shifted to Gayatri's delicate mangalsutra, gleaming softly against her skin. He reached out with reverence, tracing the intricate design with his fingertips. "Your mangalsutra bhabhi, this symbolizes so much," he murmured, his voice filled with admiration and raw desire. “It reminds me that you belong to someone else… and yet, tonight….”

Gayatri's breath caught as Raj leaned in, pressing soft kisses along the length of the sacred thread. Each kiss seemed to erase a layer of inhibition, a layer of societal norms that bound them and was slow and deliberate, moving from the center of her chest upward toward her breasts.

With tender yet passionate hands, he gently lifted the mangalsutra, raising the sacred thread until it lay across the soft swell of her left breast. He looked into her eyes for a moment, then lowered his mouth.
He kissed it vigorously, his emotions pouring into each kiss. As he placed it gently on her blossoming bosom, his eyes reflected a mix of desire and reverence. "It's not just a piece of jewelry," he whispered, his breath caressing her skin. "It's a testament to your love and commitment, something sacred and beautiful." saying this he kissed it along with her nipples in emotion.

Gayatri's heart swelled with a mixture of emotions as she felt his adoration and understanding. The moment felt intimate and profound, connecting them in a way words couldn't fully express.

He placed a deep, emotional kiss right on the tip of her nipple while the mangalsutra rested across it. His lips enveloped the puffy pink bud along with a portion of the chain, sucking lightly so that the gold and black beads pressed softly into the sensitive flesh around her nipple. He kissed it vigorously — open-mouthed, wet kisses that made the mangalsutra glisten with his saliva. Every time he pulled back slightly, the wet chain dragged teasingly across her swollen nipple.

“Aaahhh… Raj…” Gayatri moaned breathily, her back arching higher. “You’re kissing my mangalsutra… on my nipple… Oh god…”

Raj started kissing the mangalsutra directly on her skin — his lips pressing firmly along the chain while simultaneously kissing the wide, textured pinkish-brown areola beneath it. The contrast of the cool metal and beads against her warm, sensitive skin made her shiver. He moved slowly, dragging his lips along the mangalsutra, letting the beads roll gently over her areola as he kissed both the sacred thread and her breast at the same time.

Then he reached her stiff pink nipple.

Raj didn’t stop. He moved to her right breast, lifting the mangalsutra again and dbanging it deliberately across her right areola and nipple. He repeated the act with even more passion — kissing the sacred thread vigorously while his tongue swirled around her wide areola, tasting both the metallic tang of the gold and the sweet, aroused flavor of her skin. He sucked the mangalsutra and her stiff pink nipple into his mouth together, pulling them gently with strong suction. The beads rolled and pressed against her sensitive nipple as he sucked harder, his tongue flicking rapidly between the chain and her throbbing bud.

“Mmmhh… Haaahhh… Raj… it feels so forbidden… so intense…” Gayatri whimpered, her hands clutching his hair tightly. Her heavy breasts jiggled with every tremor that ran through her body. “You’re worshipping both… my mangalsutra and … Aaaahhh!”

With one final, deep suck that pulled both the mangalsutra and her left nipple deep into his mouth, he released them with a wet pop. The mangalsutra, now glistening with his saliva, settled back between her deep cleavage, the cool wet chain resting teasingly against her flushed skin.
With each kiss, Gayatri felt a surge of liberation. She felt free from the shackles of expectation, free from the judgments of society. In that moment, there was only Raj and her, entwined in a dance of passion and longing.

As Raj placed the mangalsutra back between her bosoms, Gayatri smiled, her eyes reflecting a newfound sense of freedom. "Tonight, all societal norms are buried, I’ve undone every thread of hesitation, wrapped myself in this night… and in you. For tonight, I am no one else’s. Only yours." she whispered, her voice filled with determination and desire. "Tonight, we embrace our love without boundaries."

Their eyes locked in understanding, a silent agreement passing between them. In that shared moment, they found solace in each other's arms, knowing that their love transcended any societal expectations or restrictions.

Raj now put his tongue on her nipples and started tickling and sucking them alternately while his hands also were fondling her boobs interchangeably. They were soooo tasty. He was tasting the areola around her nipples with his tongue and was sucking her nipples hard. She was responding to his erotic actions with romantic sounds. ”aaahh….Aaaee..Hhhhhmm..”. He was shifting from her right boob to the left one and vice-versa. He was sucking them alternatively. His sucking actually increased the size of the nipples and made them erect. Now her nipples had grown big and erect.

Raj again took the honey and poured drops onto her erect nipples. And then started sucking them hard. Eating the honey from Gayatri’s  matured nipples. Wow, the sweetness of honey was doubled due to her nipples. He was sucking them passionately. Wow, they were awesome. His lips and his tongue were competing with each other to enjoy her boobs. By now she was almost at the peak of the feeling. She was fully aroused. He slowly removed her saree and blouse completely. Now she was topless with just her petticoat and panties on her.

He now poured honey over her lips and boobs and on her navel. She was kind of soaked in honey, turning her hot and sweet. He passionately started kissing and sucking her whole body now from her lips to her boobs and then to her navel. She was now out of control and started moaning “Raaj jj… Make love to me..Make love to me…. I can't wait anymore… Show me your love…. Please Raj please”. He continued his foreplay with kisses and sucking her lovely boobs passionately to arouse her more and give her the pleasure.

He then slowly untied her petticoat and slid it down her smooth legs along with her soaked panty. Now Gayatri lay completely naked before him — her luscious body fully exposed, flushed deep pink with arousal. Her breasts heaved with every ragged breath, her swollen pink nipples still shiny from his saliva, and her pussy glistened with her juices, lips parted and swollen, clit visibly throbbing.

He also took off his clothes. His mighty manhood was fully loaded, thick, veined, stood fully erect and rock-hard, pulsing with raw hunger and ready to get launched into his dream woman’s forbidden womanhood. The sight of her completely naked and dripping with need made his cock twitch visibly.

He settled between her widely parted thighs and began with soft, teasing kisses on her inner thighs, slowly moving closer. Then he pressed his warm lips directly onto her dripping vagina. He kissed her pussy with growing passion — sucking gently on her outer lips before dragging his hot tongue in one long, slow stroke from the bottom of her slit all the way up to her swollen clit.

The moment his tongue touched her sensitive clit, Gayatri’s hips jerked violently.

He spread her wet folds open with his fingers and attacked her clit with intense hunger. He circled the swollen bud with firm, rapid strokes of his tongue, then sucked it hard into his mouth, creating powerful suction while his tongue flicked wildly against the sensitive tip. At the same time, he slid two thick fingers deep inside her soaked pussy, curling them upward to stroke her G-spot relentlessly.

“Raaj… oh god… your tongue… your fingers…” Gayatri moaned breathlessly, her hands gripping his hair tightly.

Raj devoured her without mercy. He tongue-fucked her tight entrance with deep, thrusting strokes, then returned to suck and flick her clit even harder. His fingers pumped faster, making wet, obscene squelching sounds as her juices coated his hand and chin.

“You taste so sweet, Bhabhi,” he growled against her pussy. 
Gayatri was completely lost. Her body thrashed beneath him, hips grinding shamelessly against his face.

“Raaj… you are showing me heaven! The way you’re … it’s making me mad… Aaaahhh… I’m at the peak… I’m gonna explode… Raaaaj… don’t stop… please continue!!”

Her moans grew louder, more desperate, turning into broken cries. Raj doubled his efforts — sucking her clit with ferocious intensity, his tongue lashing rapidly while his fingers fucked her pussy harder and faster, hitting her G-spot with every stroke.

Suddenly, Gayatri’s entire body tensed. Her thighs clamped around his head like a vice, her back arched sharply off the bed, and her toes curled tightly.

“Aaaaahhhhh… Raaaajjj!!! I’m … I’m … so hard!!”
The orgasm hit her like a thunderbolt.

Her pussy clenched violently around his fingers, pulsing and spasming uncontrollably. A powerful wave of pleasure crashed through her body, making her scream in ecstasy. Her hips bucked wildly against his mouth as intense contractions rippled through her core again and again. Hot juices gushed out of her, flooding his mouth and chin as she squirted hard for the first time in her life.

“Raaaaj… it’s too much… Aaaahhh… I’m still cumming… Haaahhh… oh my god!!”

Raj didn’t stop. He kept sucking her throbbing clit through her climax, prolonging the orgasm with relentless tongue flicks and strong suction while his fingers continued stroking deep inside her. Her body convulsed repeatedly — wave after wave of mind-shattering pleasure tearing through her. Her heavy breasts bounced wildly with every spasm, her nipples rock-hard, and her cries turned into loud, continuous wails of pure bliss.

For nearly a full minute, Gayatri remained lost in the most intense orgasm of her life. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth hung open in a silent scream, and her entire body shook uncontrollably as multiple peaks rolled into one long, shattering climax.

Only when her body finally began to relax did Raj gently ease his fingers out and place soft, soothing kisses on her oversensitive pussy. Gayatri lay there panting heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her skin covered in a light sheen of sweat, completely spent and trembling from the aftershocks.

The long foreplay worked well. She was completely out of control and was no more conscious. She was fully into the mesmerized romantic state of love.

He was successful in taking his friend's wife (forbidden fruit) to that state finally… Now was the perfect time to make love to her….