19-04-2026, 04:27 AM
I leaned in slowly, my bare boobs brushing his chest first, nipples dragging over his warm skin in soft, teasing strokes that made my breath hitch. My face hovered above his, eyes locked on his, tears still shimmering but now mixed with desperate need and love. I started with his cheeks — lips pressing gently against his left cheek, soft and warm, lingering there for a long moment, tasting the mild salt of his skin. I kissed slowly, sensually, lips parting slightly to let my tongue flick out, tracing a wet line along the curve of his cheekbone, then sucking lightly, pulling the skin between my lips in a gentle nibble before releasing with a tiny, wet pop.
I moved to his right cheek, kissing it the same way — slow, deliberate presses, tongue gliding in lazy circles, tasting him deeply, moaning softly against his skin so the vibration traveled into him. My boobs pressed harder against his chest as I leaned in, nipples stiff and aching, scbanging over his skin with every small shift, sending sparks straight to my clit.
Then I moved lower, lips finding the side of his neck. I kissed there first — soft, open-mouthed presses, lips molding to the warm skin, tongue sliding out to trace the pulse point where his heartbeat thundered. I licked slowly, long wet strokes up the length of his neck, tasting the salt and mild musk of him, then sucked gently on the sensitive spot below his ear, teeth grazing just enough to make him shudder. My lips pulled on his neck skin, sucking harder, leaving small red marks, tongue swirling in wet circles, moaning low and needy into his skin so he felt every vibration. I nibbled along the cord of his neck, lips sliding wetly, sucking and kissing, tongue flicking against the skin in quick, teasing darts, then slow, sensual licks that made his breathing turn ragged.
Rajesh groaned deeply, head tilting to give me more access, hands gripping my ass cheeks over the petticoat, fingers digging into the firm flesh, squeezing in rhythm with my kisses. He was enjoying it — I could feel it in the way his cock throbbed harder against my pussy, the way his chest rose and fell faster, the way his groans grew louder and more desperate. I was so happy he was enjoying — his pleasure fueled mine, made me want to give him more, to make him feel everything.
I kissed lower, lips trailing down the side of his neck to the hollow at the base of his throat, tongue dipping in there, swirling slowly, tasting him deeply. I sucked gently, pulling the skin into my mouth, teeth grazing, then licked back up in one long, wet stroke, moaning against his neck. My boobs rubbed against his chest with every movement, nipples scbanging over his skin, sending jolts through my body. My bare pussy lips ground slowly against his cock, slick folds sliding along his cock, coating him with my juices, clit throbbing every time it brushed the swollen head.
"Rajesh..." I moaned against his neck, voice thick with emotion and need. "I want you to feel everything... I want you to enjoy me... completely..."
I kissed back up his neck, slow and sensual, lips sucking and nibbling, tongue tracing every line, every pulse, giving him all the pleasure I could, so happy he was enjoying, wanting to make him enjoy even more, to give him this one perfect night before I left to Arjun.
I shifted lower, lips leaving his neck with one last slow, wet suck, tongue tracing the pulse point one final time before gliding down. My bare boobs dragged along his chest and stomach, nipples scbanging over his skin in long, teasing strokes, leaving trails of heat. My pussy lips rubbed against his thigh as I moved, slick and swollen, juices coating his skin with every slow slide of my hips.
I settled between his spread thighs, face hovering above his cock. It stood rigid and thick, veins bulging along the cock, the swollen head dark and glistening with pre-cum, a thick bead of it pooling at the slit and slowly dripping down the underside. I leaned in closer, breath hot against the sensitive skin, watching his cock twitch upward toward my mouth.
I started with the base — lips brushing the root of his cock in the softest, feather-light kisses, barely touching, just enough to let him feel the warmth of my breath. I kissed upward along the thick vein on the underside, slow and deliberate, lips pressing gently then pulling away, tongue flicking out to trace the raised line in tiny, wet licks, tasting the salt of his skin and the mild musk of his arousal. I kissed every inch, lips sliding along the cock in sensual, lingering presses, tongue swirling in small circles around the vein, making his cock jump and throb with each touch.
"Rajesh..." I murmured against his cock, voice thick with emotion and need, lips brushing the cock as I spoke. "I want to give you this... all of this... let me make you feel good... let me give you pleasure you will never forget."
I kissed higher, lips circling the underside of the head without touching it directly, teasing the sensitive ridge with soft, wet kisses just below the corona. My tongue flicked out, tracing the flared edge in slow, torturous circles, never quite reaching the tip, letting pre-cum drip onto my lower lip. I kissed the sides of the head next, lips pressing against the smooth, stretched skin, sucking lightly, pulling just enough to make the head swell even more, then releasing with a tiny pop. I moaned softly against his cock, the vibration traveling up the cock, making it twitch hard toward my mouth.
Rajesh groaned deeply, hips lifting slightly, cock straining toward my lips. His hands fisted the leather bed, knuckles white, breathing ragged, eyes dark and locked on me. He was enjoying it — the slow, sensual kisses, the teasing licks, the way my tongue circled and tasted without taking him fully. His cock throbbed harder, pre-cum leaking steadily, dripping down the cock toward my waiting lips.
I was so happy he was enjoying — his groans, his trembling body, the way his cock pulsed against my mouth with every kiss. I wanted to make him enjoy more, to give him everything in this one night. I kissed back down the cock, slow and teasing, lips sliding along the length, tongue flicking out to trace every vein, every ridge, moaning low and needy against his cock, letting him feel every vibration, every breath, every soft press of my lips.
"Rajesh... feel how much I want to please you..." I whispered, lips brushing the head again, tongue flicking out to catch a drop of pre-cum, tasting him, moaning at the salty heat. "Let me give you this... let me make you feel so good..."
I kissed the tip lightly, lips barely touching the swollen head, then pulled away, letting another bead of pre-cum drip onto my tongue. I licked it slowly, eyes locked on his, showing him how much I wanted to please him, how happy I was that he was enjoying every second, wanting to make him enjoy even more, to give him this perfect, teasing pleasure before I left.
I took him deeper, lips stretching wide around his thick cock, sliding down slowly until the swollen head nudged the back of my throat. My tongue pressed flat underneath, gliding along the pulsing vein as I bobbed with steady, sensual rhythm, sucking firmly on the downstroke, cheeks hollowing to create tight, wet suction. I moaned low and continuous around his cock, the vibration humming deep into the cock, making it throb and jump inside my mouth. Pre-cum leaked steadily from the slit, coating my tongue with every slow pull upward, salty and warm. I swirled my tongue around the head on every upstroke, flicking the sensitive underside, then sank back down, taking more of his cock, lips gliding over the cock in slow, wet pulls, saliva mixing with pre-cum to make every glide slicker, hotter.
Rajesh groaned deeply, hips twitching upward involuntarily, cock straining toward my throat. His hands fisted the leather bed, knuckles white, breathing turning ragged and uneven. He was struggling to control himself — his cock throbbed harder inside my mouth, veins pulsing against my tongue, the head swelling thicker with every slow suck. His thighs trembled, muscles clenching, trying to hold back the building urge to thrust deeper. A low, tortured groan escaped him, voice thick with need. "Sudha... slow... I can't... I'm too close..."
I moaned louder around his cock, the vibration making him shudder, and bobbed a little faster, lips sealing tight, tongue pressing hard against the underside, sucking with steady, sensual pulls that brought him right to the edge. His cock swelled impossibly thicker in my mouth, pre-cum leaking in heavy pulses, the head pulsing against my tongue. His breathing hitched sharply, hips jerking upward once, twice, then he suddenly grabbed my shoulders, fingers digging in.
"Sudha... stop... wait..." he groaned, voice strained and desperate. He pulled me up slowly, hands sliding under my arms, lifting me off his cock with trembling effort. The thick cock slipped from my lips with a wet pop, glistening with saliva and pre-cum, throbbing hard in the cool air, the head dark and swollen, a thick string of saliva connecting my lower lip to the tip before it broke.
He pulled me up his body, arms wrapping around my waist, hugging me tight against him. My bare boobs crushed fully against his chest, nipples scbanging over his skin, stiff and aching from the friction. His cock pressed hot and rigid against my lower belly, the slick head smearing pre-cum across my navel, the thick cock pulsing against me with every heartbeat. His hands slid down my back, grabbing my ass cheeks firmly over the yellow petticoat, fingers spreading the round flesh, squeezing hard enough to make my ass cheeks spread slightly, pulling me tighter until my bare pussy lips rubbed wetly against the base of his cock. My thighs straddled his hips, pussy grinding slowly against him, clit throbbing every time it brushed the head of his cock.
He hugged me desperately, arms locked around my waist, face buried in my neck, breathing hot and ragged against my skin. "Sudha... God... you feel so good..." he groaned, voice thick with emotion and need, hugging me closer, cock throbbing hard against my bare pussy, hands squeezing my ass cheeks in slow, possessive rhythm, making my ass cheeks quiver in his palms.
I hugged him back just as tight, arms around his neck, boobs crushed against his chest, nipples dragging over his skin, body trembling with want and love, lost in the desperate, passionate embrace.
Rajesh leaned in slowly, his breath warm against my skin before his lips even touched me. He started with my cheeks — first the left, pressing a soft, lingering kiss just below my eye, lips parting slightly to let the heat of his mouth sink in. The kiss was slow, sensual, his lower lip dragging lightly along the curve of my cheekbone, tasting the mild salt of my dried tears. He lingered there, lips brushing back and forth in tiny, teasing strokes, then moved to the right cheek, kissing it the same way — gentle, deliberate, lips molding to my skin, tongue flicking out once to trace a quick, wet line along the apple of my cheek before sucking lightly, pulling the soft flesh between his lips in a gentle tug that made me gasp quietly.
He pulled back just enough to look at me, eyes dark and heavy with desire, then lowered his head to my neck. His lips found the sensitive spot just below my ear first — a slow, open-mouthed kiss, lips pressing firmly, tongue gliding out to lick a long, wet stripe up the side of my neck, tasting the warm skin and the mild jasmine scent still clinging from the flowers in my hair. He groaned low against my neck, the sound vibrating deep into my skin, making my nipples tighten harder against the white bra cups. He sucked gently on that spot, lips pulling the skin into his mouth, teeth grazing just enough to send a shiver down my spine, then released with a soft, wet sound, leaving a small red mark.
"Sudha..." he murmured against my neck, voice thick and rough with need. "Your skin... tastes so sweet... so warm..."
He kissed lower, lips trailing down the side of my neck in slow, sensual presses, tongue swirling in lazy circles over the pulse point where my heartbeat thundered. He sucked harder there, pulling the skin into his mouth, teeth nipping lightly, then soothing with long, wet licks. His tongue dragged up again, tracing the line of my neck to my earlobe, sucking the soft lobe into his mouth, teeth grazing the edge, tongue flicking the sensitive skin behind it. Every kiss was slow, deliberate, erotic — lips sucking, tongue licking, teeth grazing, moans vibrating against my neck as he enjoyed himself completely. His breathing grew heavier, hot and ragged against my skin, cock throbbing hard against my lower belly, pre-cum leaking steadily from the tip.
He kissed back up my neck, slow and teasing, lips sliding wetly, sucking on every sensitive spot, tongue swirling in small, hungry circles, nipping lightly, then soothing with soft kisses. He groaned again, deeper this time, the sound raw and needy, his hands gripping my ass cheeks over the petticoat, fingers digging in as he lost himself in kissing my neck, enjoying every taste, every shiver, every soft gasp I made.
I was so happy he was enjoying — his groans, his heavy breathing, the way his cock pulsed against me with every kiss, the way his body trembled with need. I wanted to make him enjoy more, to give him all the pleasure I could in this one night. I tilted my head further, offering more of my neck, moaning softly as his lips and tongue worked me over, giving him everything, so happy he was enjoying, wanting to make him enjoy even more.
Rajesh lowered his head slowly, eyes locked on my boobs heaving with every breath. His breath came hot and uneven against my chest first, lips brushing the upper swell of my left boob in a soft, reverent kiss. He kissed again, slower, lips parting to let his tongue flick out and trace the curve just above my navel, tasting the mild salt of my skin mixed with the lingering turmeric scent from the haldi ceremony. He moved lower, lips pressing open-mouthed kisses along the soft underside of my left boob, tongue gliding in long, wet strokes that made the flesh quiver.
He cupped my left boob with both hands, fingers spreading wide to lift the heavy mound, thumbs brushing the underside in slow, teasing strokes. He brought his mouth to the nipple, lips closing around it softly at first, just a warm, wet kiss. Then he sucked gently, tongue flicking the hard tip in quick, light darts, making my nipple tighten even more. He sucked harder, cheeks hollowing, pulling the nipple deeper into his mouth, tongue swirling in slow, wet circles around the sensitive bud, teeth grazing just enough to send sharp sparks through my boob straight to my clit.
My body reacted instantly — back arching off the leather bed, boobs pushing harder into his mouth, nipples throbbing under his tongue. I moaned low and needy, hand sliding into his hair, fingers threading through the strands, holding him against my boob. "Rajesh... yes... like that..." I gasped, voice thick with pleasure and emotion.
He switched to my right boob, lips closing around the nipple, sucking slow and deep, tongue lapping in long, wet strokes that made my nipple swell and ache. His other hand cupped my left boob, squeezing the soft mound gently, thumb rubbing the already-wet nipple in tight circles, keeping it hard and sensitive. My boobs bounced slightly with every breath, nipples throbbing in his mouth and under his fingers, sending waves of heat down to my bare pussy lips, making them swell and leak fresh slickness down my thighs.
I brushed my hand down his arm, feeling the tension in his muscles as he sucked my boobs, watching his mouth work — lips stretched around my nipple, tongue swirling, cheeks hollowing with every deep pull. I moaned louder, body trembling, so happy he was enjoying himself, so happy to give him this pleasure. "Rajesh... your mouth feels so good on my boobs... keep sucking... please... I want you to enjoy me..."
My mind screamed with emotion — this is the guy I should be marrying. He was gentle yet hungry, respectful yet passionate, sucking my boobs like they were the most precious thing in the world, making me feel wanted, cherished, desired. The thought of leaving him tomorrow crushed me, but right now I just wanted to give him everything, to let him enjoy me completely, to make him feel good before I had to go.
He groaned against my boob, sucking harder, tongue lashing my nipple, hand squeezing the other boob in rhythm, making my nipples throb and ache, bare pussy lips pulsing wetly between my thighs, body trembling with pleasure and love and guilt all at once.
Rajesh shifted lower, his breath hot against the side of my chest as he lifted my left arm slowly, guiding it upward until my armpit was fully exposed. The skin there was smooth and warm, a mild sheen of sweat from the humid night making it glisten under the soft ambient light of the car. The natural scent of my body rose gently — a mix of my skin, the lingering turmeric from the haldi ceremony, and the raw, intimate musk of arousal.
He leaned in, nose brushing the sensitive hollow first, inhaling deeply, a low, hungry groan rumbling in his throat as he breathed me in. His tongue flicked out, tracing the delicate crease of my armpit in one long, slow, wet stroke from the inner edge near my boob all the way up to the soft skin underneath my upper arm. The lick was deliberate, sensual — tongue flat and broad, pressing firmly to taste every inch, collecting the light salt of my sweat on the tip. He moaned against my skin, the vibration sending shivers down my side, making my nipple tighten harder on that boob.
"Sudha... you taste so good here..." he murmured, voice thick and rough, lips brushing the wet skin as he spoke. "So warm... so real... so you..."
He licked again, slower this time, tongue swirling in tight, teasing circles around the center of my armpit, tracing the tiny creases and folds, savoring the soft, intimate taste. He pressed his lips fully against the hollow, sucking gently, pulling the sensitive skin into his mouth, tongue flicking rapidly against the tender spot, then flattening to lap in long, greedy strokes. His teeth grazed just enough to make me gasp, a tiny shiver running through my boob and down to my pussy lips, making them throb and leak fresh slickness down my thighs.
I moaned low and needy, arm trembling as I held it high for him, free hand sliding into his hair, fingers gripping the strands to keep him there. My boobs heaved with every breath, nipples aching, body arching slightly toward his mouth. I loved the way he was enjoying himself — the deep groans against my armpit, the way his tongue worshipped the sensitive skin, the way his cock throbbed harder against my thigh with every lick. I wanted to give him more, to let him taste every secret part of me, to make him lose himself completely in this one night.
He moved to my right armpit, lifting that arm with the same gentle care, nose pressing first, inhaling my scent deeply before his tongue came out again. He licked in long, slow strokes, tasting every inch, tongue swirling in wet circles, sucking softly on the delicate skin, teeth grazing lightly, making me whimper and tremble. His hands slid up my sides, fingers brushing the outer curves of my boobs, thumbs grazing the undersides as he devoured my armpit, moaning against the skin, the vibration traveling straight to my clit.
"Rajesh..." I gasped, voice thick with pleasure and emotion, fingers tightening in his hair. "Yes... taste me... enjoy me... I want you to have all of me tonight..."
He groaned louder against my armpit, tongue lapping faster, sucking harder, losing himself in the intimate taste, the warmth, the scent, his cock throbbing desperately against my thigh, body trembling with the pleasure I was giving him.
Rajesh shifted lower, his breath hot and uneven against my bare stomach as he knelt between my thighs on the wide leather bed. His hands slid up my sides first, palms gliding over the smooth skin of my waist, fingers spreading wide to grip the soft flesh just above the low knot of my yellow petticoat. He leaned in, lips brushing the center of my navel in a slow, reverent kiss — soft at first, just the warm press of his mouth against the deep hollow, lingering there to let me feel the heat of his breath sinking into the sensitive skin.
He kissed again, slower, lips parting to let his tongue flick out and trace the outer rim of my navel in a teasing, wet circle. The tongue was flat and broad, dragging deliberately along the curved edge, tasting the mild salt of my skin mixed with the lingering turmeric from the haldi ceremony earlier. He moaned low against my navel, the vibration traveling deep into my belly, making my pussy lips clench and throb between my thighs. His tongue dipped inside the deep hollow, swirling slowly, exploring every crease and fold, licking in long, sensual strokes that made my navel quiver and tighten. He sucked gently on the inner skin, pulling the tender flesh into his mouth, teeth grazing just enough to send sharp sparks down to my clit, then released with a soft, wet sound, leaving the navel glistening and flushed.
"Sudha... your navel is so deep... so tempting..." he murmured against the skin, voice thick and rough with desire. "I could taste you here forever... every part of you..."
He kissed lower, lips trailing along the soft dip of my waist on the left side, tongue gliding in slow, wet lines over the sensitive skin, sucking lightly on the flesh just above the petticoat waistband. He moved to the right side, repeating the same slow worship — lips pressing open-mouthed kisses, tongue licking long strokes, teeth grazing gently, sucking the skin into his mouth until it reddened slightly. Every kiss was deliberate, sensual, erotic — lips sucking, tongue swirling, teeth nipping, moans vibrating against my waist as he lost himself in tasting me. His hands gripped my waist tighter, fingers digging into the soft flesh, thumbs rubbing slow circles just above the petticoat knot, making my hips lift involuntarily toward his mouth.
My body reacted with shivers and soft gasps, bare pussy lips swelling and leaking fresh slickness down my thighs, nipples aching hard against the cool air. I moaned low and needy, hand sliding into his hair, fingers gripping the strands to keep him there, loving the way he was enjoying himself — the deep groans against my waist, the way his tongue worshipped every inch, the way his cock throbbed harder against the leather bed with every lick. I was so happy he was enjoying, so happy to give him this pleasure, wanting to make him enjoy even more, to let him taste every secret part of me before I had to leave.
He kissed back up to my navel, tongue dipping inside again, swirling in slow, hungry circles, sucking gently on the inner skin, teeth grazing the rim, making me arch and whimper. His hands squeezed my waist harder, fingers spreading wide to hold me steady as he devoured the deep hollow, moaning against my skin, the vibration traveling straight to my clit, making my pussy lips pulse and drip.
Rajesh shifted lower still, his breath hot and ragged against my lower belly as he knelt between my spread thighs. His hands slid down my legs slowly, palms gliding over the smooth skin of my knees, then my calves, fingers tracing the delicate bones of my ankles before gently lifting my right foot. He cradled it in both hands, thumbs rubbing slow circles over the arch, feeling the soft, warm sole yield under his touch.
He brought my foot closer to his mouth, eyes dark and heavy with desire. His lips brushed the top of my foot first — soft, reverent kisses along the instep, tasting the mild salt of my skin mixed with the lingering turmeric scent from the haldi ceremony. He kissed again, slower, lips parting to let his tongue flick out and trace the high arch in a long, wet stroke, tasting every curve and crease. The lick was deliberate, sensual — tongue flat and broad, dragging upward from heel to toes, collecting the light sheen of sweat that had gathered there throughout the long day. He moaned low against my foot, the vibration traveling up my leg straight to my clit, making my pussy lips clench and throb.
"Sudha... your feet... so soft... so warm..." he murmured, voice thick and rough with need. "I could taste you here forever..."
He kissed the ball of my foot next, lips pressing open-mouthed against the plump pad, tongue swirling in slow, teasing circles, sucking gently on the sensitive skin. He moved to my toes, taking the big toe into his mouth first — lips sealing around it, tongue swirling slowly around the tip, sucking with gentle, rhythmic pulls that made my toe curl inside his mouth. He groaned against it, the sound vibrating deep into my foot, then moved to the next toe, sucking each one individually, tongue flicking between them, tasting the tiny spaces, teeth grazing lightly along the sides. His tongue traced the delicate webbing between my toes, licking slow and thorough, savoring every inch, every taste, every shiver that ran through my leg.
My body reacted with soft gasps and shivers, toes curling in his mouth, bare pussy lips pulsing wetly between my thighs, fresh slickness leaking down my inner thighs as the intimate worship sent jolts of pleasure straight to my clit. I moaned low and needy, hand sliding into his hair, fingers gripping the strands to keep him there, loving the way he was enjoying himself — the deep groans against my foot, the way his tongue worshipped every curve and crease, the way his cock throbbed harder against the leather bed with every lick. I was so happy he was enjoying, so happy to give him this pleasure, wanting to make him enjoy even more, to let him taste every secret part of me before I had to leave.
He switched to my left foot, lifting it with the same gentle care, nose pressing first to inhale my scent deeply before his tongue came out again. He licked the arch in long, slow strokes, tasting every inch, tongue swirling in wet circles, sucking softly on the ball of my foot, teeth grazing the sensitive skin, making me whimper and tremble. His hands held my foot firmly, thumbs rubbing the sole in slow circles as his tongue explored between my toes, licking the delicate webbing, sucking each toe one by one, moaning against my skin, the vibration traveling up my leg to my pussy.
"Rajesh..." I gasped, voice thick with pleasure and emotion, fingers tightening in his hair. "Yes... keep going... taste every part of me... I want you to have all of me tonight..."
He groaned louder against my foot, tongue lapping faster, sucking harder, losing himself in the intimate taste, the warmth, the scent, his cock throbbing desperately against the bed, body trembling with the pleasure I was giving him.
I moved to his right cheek, kissing it the same way — slow, deliberate presses, tongue gliding in lazy circles, tasting him deeply, moaning softly against his skin so the vibration traveled into him. My boobs pressed harder against his chest as I leaned in, nipples stiff and aching, scbanging over his skin with every small shift, sending sparks straight to my clit.
Then I moved lower, lips finding the side of his neck. I kissed there first — soft, open-mouthed presses, lips molding to the warm skin, tongue sliding out to trace the pulse point where his heartbeat thundered. I licked slowly, long wet strokes up the length of his neck, tasting the salt and mild musk of him, then sucked gently on the sensitive spot below his ear, teeth grazing just enough to make him shudder. My lips pulled on his neck skin, sucking harder, leaving small red marks, tongue swirling in wet circles, moaning low and needy into his skin so he felt every vibration. I nibbled along the cord of his neck, lips sliding wetly, sucking and kissing, tongue flicking against the skin in quick, teasing darts, then slow, sensual licks that made his breathing turn ragged.
Rajesh groaned deeply, head tilting to give me more access, hands gripping my ass cheeks over the petticoat, fingers digging into the firm flesh, squeezing in rhythm with my kisses. He was enjoying it — I could feel it in the way his cock throbbed harder against my pussy, the way his chest rose and fell faster, the way his groans grew louder and more desperate. I was so happy he was enjoying — his pleasure fueled mine, made me want to give him more, to make him feel everything.
I kissed lower, lips trailing down the side of his neck to the hollow at the base of his throat, tongue dipping in there, swirling slowly, tasting him deeply. I sucked gently, pulling the skin into my mouth, teeth grazing, then licked back up in one long, wet stroke, moaning against his neck. My boobs rubbed against his chest with every movement, nipples scbanging over his skin, sending jolts through my body. My bare pussy lips ground slowly against his cock, slick folds sliding along his cock, coating him with my juices, clit throbbing every time it brushed the swollen head.
"Rajesh..." I moaned against his neck, voice thick with emotion and need. "I want you to feel everything... I want you to enjoy me... completely..."
I kissed back up his neck, slow and sensual, lips sucking and nibbling, tongue tracing every line, every pulse, giving him all the pleasure I could, so happy he was enjoying, wanting to make him enjoy even more, to give him this one perfect night before I left to Arjun.
I shifted lower, lips leaving his neck with one last slow, wet suck, tongue tracing the pulse point one final time before gliding down. My bare boobs dragged along his chest and stomach, nipples scbanging over his skin in long, teasing strokes, leaving trails of heat. My pussy lips rubbed against his thigh as I moved, slick and swollen, juices coating his skin with every slow slide of my hips.
I settled between his spread thighs, face hovering above his cock. It stood rigid and thick, veins bulging along the cock, the swollen head dark and glistening with pre-cum, a thick bead of it pooling at the slit and slowly dripping down the underside. I leaned in closer, breath hot against the sensitive skin, watching his cock twitch upward toward my mouth.
I started with the base — lips brushing the root of his cock in the softest, feather-light kisses, barely touching, just enough to let him feel the warmth of my breath. I kissed upward along the thick vein on the underside, slow and deliberate, lips pressing gently then pulling away, tongue flicking out to trace the raised line in tiny, wet licks, tasting the salt of his skin and the mild musk of his arousal. I kissed every inch, lips sliding along the cock in sensual, lingering presses, tongue swirling in small circles around the vein, making his cock jump and throb with each touch.
"Rajesh..." I murmured against his cock, voice thick with emotion and need, lips brushing the cock as I spoke. "I want to give you this... all of this... let me make you feel good... let me give you pleasure you will never forget."
I kissed higher, lips circling the underside of the head without touching it directly, teasing the sensitive ridge with soft, wet kisses just below the corona. My tongue flicked out, tracing the flared edge in slow, torturous circles, never quite reaching the tip, letting pre-cum drip onto my lower lip. I kissed the sides of the head next, lips pressing against the smooth, stretched skin, sucking lightly, pulling just enough to make the head swell even more, then releasing with a tiny pop. I moaned softly against his cock, the vibration traveling up the cock, making it twitch hard toward my mouth.
Rajesh groaned deeply, hips lifting slightly, cock straining toward my lips. His hands fisted the leather bed, knuckles white, breathing ragged, eyes dark and locked on me. He was enjoying it — the slow, sensual kisses, the teasing licks, the way my tongue circled and tasted without taking him fully. His cock throbbed harder, pre-cum leaking steadily, dripping down the cock toward my waiting lips.
I was so happy he was enjoying — his groans, his trembling body, the way his cock pulsed against my mouth with every kiss. I wanted to make him enjoy more, to give him everything in this one night. I kissed back down the cock, slow and teasing, lips sliding along the length, tongue flicking out to trace every vein, every ridge, moaning low and needy against his cock, letting him feel every vibration, every breath, every soft press of my lips.
"Rajesh... feel how much I want to please you..." I whispered, lips brushing the head again, tongue flicking out to catch a drop of pre-cum, tasting him, moaning at the salty heat. "Let me give you this... let me make you feel so good..."
I kissed the tip lightly, lips barely touching the swollen head, then pulled away, letting another bead of pre-cum drip onto my tongue. I licked it slowly, eyes locked on his, showing him how much I wanted to please him, how happy I was that he was enjoying every second, wanting to make him enjoy even more, to give him this perfect, teasing pleasure before I left.
I took him deeper, lips stretching wide around his thick cock, sliding down slowly until the swollen head nudged the back of my throat. My tongue pressed flat underneath, gliding along the pulsing vein as I bobbed with steady, sensual rhythm, sucking firmly on the downstroke, cheeks hollowing to create tight, wet suction. I moaned low and continuous around his cock, the vibration humming deep into the cock, making it throb and jump inside my mouth. Pre-cum leaked steadily from the slit, coating my tongue with every slow pull upward, salty and warm. I swirled my tongue around the head on every upstroke, flicking the sensitive underside, then sank back down, taking more of his cock, lips gliding over the cock in slow, wet pulls, saliva mixing with pre-cum to make every glide slicker, hotter.
Rajesh groaned deeply, hips twitching upward involuntarily, cock straining toward my throat. His hands fisted the leather bed, knuckles white, breathing turning ragged and uneven. He was struggling to control himself — his cock throbbed harder inside my mouth, veins pulsing against my tongue, the head swelling thicker with every slow suck. His thighs trembled, muscles clenching, trying to hold back the building urge to thrust deeper. A low, tortured groan escaped him, voice thick with need. "Sudha... slow... I can't... I'm too close..."
I moaned louder around his cock, the vibration making him shudder, and bobbed a little faster, lips sealing tight, tongue pressing hard against the underside, sucking with steady, sensual pulls that brought him right to the edge. His cock swelled impossibly thicker in my mouth, pre-cum leaking in heavy pulses, the head pulsing against my tongue. His breathing hitched sharply, hips jerking upward once, twice, then he suddenly grabbed my shoulders, fingers digging in.
"Sudha... stop... wait..." he groaned, voice strained and desperate. He pulled me up slowly, hands sliding under my arms, lifting me off his cock with trembling effort. The thick cock slipped from my lips with a wet pop, glistening with saliva and pre-cum, throbbing hard in the cool air, the head dark and swollen, a thick string of saliva connecting my lower lip to the tip before it broke.
He pulled me up his body, arms wrapping around my waist, hugging me tight against him. My bare boobs crushed fully against his chest, nipples scbanging over his skin, stiff and aching from the friction. His cock pressed hot and rigid against my lower belly, the slick head smearing pre-cum across my navel, the thick cock pulsing against me with every heartbeat. His hands slid down my back, grabbing my ass cheeks firmly over the yellow petticoat, fingers spreading the round flesh, squeezing hard enough to make my ass cheeks spread slightly, pulling me tighter until my bare pussy lips rubbed wetly against the base of his cock. My thighs straddled his hips, pussy grinding slowly against him, clit throbbing every time it brushed the head of his cock.
He hugged me desperately, arms locked around my waist, face buried in my neck, breathing hot and ragged against my skin. "Sudha... God... you feel so good..." he groaned, voice thick with emotion and need, hugging me closer, cock throbbing hard against my bare pussy, hands squeezing my ass cheeks in slow, possessive rhythm, making my ass cheeks quiver in his palms.
I hugged him back just as tight, arms around his neck, boobs crushed against his chest, nipples dragging over his skin, body trembling with want and love, lost in the desperate, passionate embrace.
Rajesh leaned in slowly, his breath warm against my skin before his lips even touched me. He started with my cheeks — first the left, pressing a soft, lingering kiss just below my eye, lips parting slightly to let the heat of his mouth sink in. The kiss was slow, sensual, his lower lip dragging lightly along the curve of my cheekbone, tasting the mild salt of my dried tears. He lingered there, lips brushing back and forth in tiny, teasing strokes, then moved to the right cheek, kissing it the same way — gentle, deliberate, lips molding to my skin, tongue flicking out once to trace a quick, wet line along the apple of my cheek before sucking lightly, pulling the soft flesh between his lips in a gentle tug that made me gasp quietly.
He pulled back just enough to look at me, eyes dark and heavy with desire, then lowered his head to my neck. His lips found the sensitive spot just below my ear first — a slow, open-mouthed kiss, lips pressing firmly, tongue gliding out to lick a long, wet stripe up the side of my neck, tasting the warm skin and the mild jasmine scent still clinging from the flowers in my hair. He groaned low against my neck, the sound vibrating deep into my skin, making my nipples tighten harder against the white bra cups. He sucked gently on that spot, lips pulling the skin into his mouth, teeth grazing just enough to send a shiver down my spine, then released with a soft, wet sound, leaving a small red mark.
"Sudha..." he murmured against my neck, voice thick and rough with need. "Your skin... tastes so sweet... so warm..."
He kissed lower, lips trailing down the side of my neck in slow, sensual presses, tongue swirling in lazy circles over the pulse point where my heartbeat thundered. He sucked harder there, pulling the skin into his mouth, teeth nipping lightly, then soothing with long, wet licks. His tongue dragged up again, tracing the line of my neck to my earlobe, sucking the soft lobe into his mouth, teeth grazing the edge, tongue flicking the sensitive skin behind it. Every kiss was slow, deliberate, erotic — lips sucking, tongue licking, teeth grazing, moans vibrating against my neck as he enjoyed himself completely. His breathing grew heavier, hot and ragged against my skin, cock throbbing hard against my lower belly, pre-cum leaking steadily from the tip.
He kissed back up my neck, slow and teasing, lips sliding wetly, sucking on every sensitive spot, tongue swirling in small, hungry circles, nipping lightly, then soothing with soft kisses. He groaned again, deeper this time, the sound raw and needy, his hands gripping my ass cheeks over the petticoat, fingers digging in as he lost himself in kissing my neck, enjoying every taste, every shiver, every soft gasp I made.
I was so happy he was enjoying — his groans, his heavy breathing, the way his cock pulsed against me with every kiss, the way his body trembled with need. I wanted to make him enjoy more, to give him all the pleasure I could in this one night. I tilted my head further, offering more of my neck, moaning softly as his lips and tongue worked me over, giving him everything, so happy he was enjoying, wanting to make him enjoy even more.
Rajesh lowered his head slowly, eyes locked on my boobs heaving with every breath. His breath came hot and uneven against my chest first, lips brushing the upper swell of my left boob in a soft, reverent kiss. He kissed again, slower, lips parting to let his tongue flick out and trace the curve just above my navel, tasting the mild salt of my skin mixed with the lingering turmeric scent from the haldi ceremony. He moved lower, lips pressing open-mouthed kisses along the soft underside of my left boob, tongue gliding in long, wet strokes that made the flesh quiver.
He cupped my left boob with both hands, fingers spreading wide to lift the heavy mound, thumbs brushing the underside in slow, teasing strokes. He brought his mouth to the nipple, lips closing around it softly at first, just a warm, wet kiss. Then he sucked gently, tongue flicking the hard tip in quick, light darts, making my nipple tighten even more. He sucked harder, cheeks hollowing, pulling the nipple deeper into his mouth, tongue swirling in slow, wet circles around the sensitive bud, teeth grazing just enough to send sharp sparks through my boob straight to my clit.
My body reacted instantly — back arching off the leather bed, boobs pushing harder into his mouth, nipples throbbing under his tongue. I moaned low and needy, hand sliding into his hair, fingers threading through the strands, holding him against my boob. "Rajesh... yes... like that..." I gasped, voice thick with pleasure and emotion.
He switched to my right boob, lips closing around the nipple, sucking slow and deep, tongue lapping in long, wet strokes that made my nipple swell and ache. His other hand cupped my left boob, squeezing the soft mound gently, thumb rubbing the already-wet nipple in tight circles, keeping it hard and sensitive. My boobs bounced slightly with every breath, nipples throbbing in his mouth and under his fingers, sending waves of heat down to my bare pussy lips, making them swell and leak fresh slickness down my thighs.
I brushed my hand down his arm, feeling the tension in his muscles as he sucked my boobs, watching his mouth work — lips stretched around my nipple, tongue swirling, cheeks hollowing with every deep pull. I moaned louder, body trembling, so happy he was enjoying himself, so happy to give him this pleasure. "Rajesh... your mouth feels so good on my boobs... keep sucking... please... I want you to enjoy me..."
My mind screamed with emotion — this is the guy I should be marrying. He was gentle yet hungry, respectful yet passionate, sucking my boobs like they were the most precious thing in the world, making me feel wanted, cherished, desired. The thought of leaving him tomorrow crushed me, but right now I just wanted to give him everything, to let him enjoy me completely, to make him feel good before I had to go.
He groaned against my boob, sucking harder, tongue lashing my nipple, hand squeezing the other boob in rhythm, making my nipples throb and ache, bare pussy lips pulsing wetly between my thighs, body trembling with pleasure and love and guilt all at once.
Rajesh shifted lower, his breath hot against the side of my chest as he lifted my left arm slowly, guiding it upward until my armpit was fully exposed. The skin there was smooth and warm, a mild sheen of sweat from the humid night making it glisten under the soft ambient light of the car. The natural scent of my body rose gently — a mix of my skin, the lingering turmeric from the haldi ceremony, and the raw, intimate musk of arousal.
He leaned in, nose brushing the sensitive hollow first, inhaling deeply, a low, hungry groan rumbling in his throat as he breathed me in. His tongue flicked out, tracing the delicate crease of my armpit in one long, slow, wet stroke from the inner edge near my boob all the way up to the soft skin underneath my upper arm. The lick was deliberate, sensual — tongue flat and broad, pressing firmly to taste every inch, collecting the light salt of my sweat on the tip. He moaned against my skin, the vibration sending shivers down my side, making my nipple tighten harder on that boob.
"Sudha... you taste so good here..." he murmured, voice thick and rough, lips brushing the wet skin as he spoke. "So warm... so real... so you..."
He licked again, slower this time, tongue swirling in tight, teasing circles around the center of my armpit, tracing the tiny creases and folds, savoring the soft, intimate taste. He pressed his lips fully against the hollow, sucking gently, pulling the sensitive skin into his mouth, tongue flicking rapidly against the tender spot, then flattening to lap in long, greedy strokes. His teeth grazed just enough to make me gasp, a tiny shiver running through my boob and down to my pussy lips, making them throb and leak fresh slickness down my thighs.
I moaned low and needy, arm trembling as I held it high for him, free hand sliding into his hair, fingers gripping the strands to keep him there. My boobs heaved with every breath, nipples aching, body arching slightly toward his mouth. I loved the way he was enjoying himself — the deep groans against my armpit, the way his tongue worshipped the sensitive skin, the way his cock throbbed harder against my thigh with every lick. I wanted to give him more, to let him taste every secret part of me, to make him lose himself completely in this one night.
He moved to my right armpit, lifting that arm with the same gentle care, nose pressing first, inhaling my scent deeply before his tongue came out again. He licked in long, slow strokes, tasting every inch, tongue swirling in wet circles, sucking softly on the delicate skin, teeth grazing lightly, making me whimper and tremble. His hands slid up my sides, fingers brushing the outer curves of my boobs, thumbs grazing the undersides as he devoured my armpit, moaning against the skin, the vibration traveling straight to my clit.
"Rajesh..." I gasped, voice thick with pleasure and emotion, fingers tightening in his hair. "Yes... taste me... enjoy me... I want you to have all of me tonight..."
He groaned louder against my armpit, tongue lapping faster, sucking harder, losing himself in the intimate taste, the warmth, the scent, his cock throbbing desperately against my thigh, body trembling with the pleasure I was giving him.
Rajesh shifted lower, his breath hot and uneven against my bare stomach as he knelt between my thighs on the wide leather bed. His hands slid up my sides first, palms gliding over the smooth skin of my waist, fingers spreading wide to grip the soft flesh just above the low knot of my yellow petticoat. He leaned in, lips brushing the center of my navel in a slow, reverent kiss — soft at first, just the warm press of his mouth against the deep hollow, lingering there to let me feel the heat of his breath sinking into the sensitive skin.
He kissed again, slower, lips parting to let his tongue flick out and trace the outer rim of my navel in a teasing, wet circle. The tongue was flat and broad, dragging deliberately along the curved edge, tasting the mild salt of my skin mixed with the lingering turmeric from the haldi ceremony earlier. He moaned low against my navel, the vibration traveling deep into my belly, making my pussy lips clench and throb between my thighs. His tongue dipped inside the deep hollow, swirling slowly, exploring every crease and fold, licking in long, sensual strokes that made my navel quiver and tighten. He sucked gently on the inner skin, pulling the tender flesh into his mouth, teeth grazing just enough to send sharp sparks down to my clit, then released with a soft, wet sound, leaving the navel glistening and flushed.
"Sudha... your navel is so deep... so tempting..." he murmured against the skin, voice thick and rough with desire. "I could taste you here forever... every part of you..."
He kissed lower, lips trailing along the soft dip of my waist on the left side, tongue gliding in slow, wet lines over the sensitive skin, sucking lightly on the flesh just above the petticoat waistband. He moved to the right side, repeating the same slow worship — lips pressing open-mouthed kisses, tongue licking long strokes, teeth grazing gently, sucking the skin into his mouth until it reddened slightly. Every kiss was deliberate, sensual, erotic — lips sucking, tongue swirling, teeth nipping, moans vibrating against my waist as he lost himself in tasting me. His hands gripped my waist tighter, fingers digging into the soft flesh, thumbs rubbing slow circles just above the petticoat knot, making my hips lift involuntarily toward his mouth.
My body reacted with shivers and soft gasps, bare pussy lips swelling and leaking fresh slickness down my thighs, nipples aching hard against the cool air. I moaned low and needy, hand sliding into his hair, fingers gripping the strands to keep him there, loving the way he was enjoying himself — the deep groans against my waist, the way his tongue worshipped every inch, the way his cock throbbed harder against the leather bed with every lick. I was so happy he was enjoying, so happy to give him this pleasure, wanting to make him enjoy even more, to let him taste every secret part of me before I had to leave.
He kissed back up to my navel, tongue dipping inside again, swirling in slow, hungry circles, sucking gently on the inner skin, teeth grazing the rim, making me arch and whimper. His hands squeezed my waist harder, fingers spreading wide to hold me steady as he devoured the deep hollow, moaning against my skin, the vibration traveling straight to my clit, making my pussy lips pulse and drip.
Rajesh shifted lower still, his breath hot and ragged against my lower belly as he knelt between my spread thighs. His hands slid down my legs slowly, palms gliding over the smooth skin of my knees, then my calves, fingers tracing the delicate bones of my ankles before gently lifting my right foot. He cradled it in both hands, thumbs rubbing slow circles over the arch, feeling the soft, warm sole yield under his touch.
He brought my foot closer to his mouth, eyes dark and heavy with desire. His lips brushed the top of my foot first — soft, reverent kisses along the instep, tasting the mild salt of my skin mixed with the lingering turmeric scent from the haldi ceremony. He kissed again, slower, lips parting to let his tongue flick out and trace the high arch in a long, wet stroke, tasting every curve and crease. The lick was deliberate, sensual — tongue flat and broad, dragging upward from heel to toes, collecting the light sheen of sweat that had gathered there throughout the long day. He moaned low against my foot, the vibration traveling up my leg straight to my clit, making my pussy lips clench and throb.
"Sudha... your feet... so soft... so warm..." he murmured, voice thick and rough with need. "I could taste you here forever..."
He kissed the ball of my foot next, lips pressing open-mouthed against the plump pad, tongue swirling in slow, teasing circles, sucking gently on the sensitive skin. He moved to my toes, taking the big toe into his mouth first — lips sealing around it, tongue swirling slowly around the tip, sucking with gentle, rhythmic pulls that made my toe curl inside his mouth. He groaned against it, the sound vibrating deep into my foot, then moved to the next toe, sucking each one individually, tongue flicking between them, tasting the tiny spaces, teeth grazing lightly along the sides. His tongue traced the delicate webbing between my toes, licking slow and thorough, savoring every inch, every taste, every shiver that ran through my leg.
My body reacted with soft gasps and shivers, toes curling in his mouth, bare pussy lips pulsing wetly between my thighs, fresh slickness leaking down my inner thighs as the intimate worship sent jolts of pleasure straight to my clit. I moaned low and needy, hand sliding into his hair, fingers gripping the strands to keep him there, loving the way he was enjoying himself — the deep groans against my foot, the way his tongue worshipped every curve and crease, the way his cock throbbed harder against the leather bed with every lick. I was so happy he was enjoying, so happy to give him this pleasure, wanting to make him enjoy even more, to let him taste every secret part of me before I had to leave.
He switched to my left foot, lifting it with the same gentle care, nose pressing first to inhale my scent deeply before his tongue came out again. He licked the arch in long, slow strokes, tasting every inch, tongue swirling in wet circles, sucking softly on the ball of my foot, teeth grazing the sensitive skin, making me whimper and tremble. His hands held my foot firmly, thumbs rubbing the sole in slow circles as his tongue explored between my toes, licking the delicate webbing, sucking each toe one by one, moaning against my skin, the vibration traveling up my leg to my pussy.
"Rajesh..." I gasped, voice thick with pleasure and emotion, fingers tightening in his hair. "Yes... keep going... taste every part of me... I want you to have all of me tonight..."
He groaned louder against my foot, tongue lapping faster, sucking harder, losing himself in the intimate taste, the warmth, the scent, his cock throbbing desperately against the bed, body trembling with the pleasure I was giving him.
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