Misc. Erotica The Goddess (COMPLETED) - By Novelist Casanova
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I followed them as quietly as I could, keeping a short distance so the soft sound of my steps would not reach him. The path sloped downward through the trees. For a short while I could still see Muthu’s broad, shirtless back and the bright red of Sathyavathi’s saree as he carried her. Then they passed behind a thick cluster of trees and disappeared completely from sight.

I quickened my pace, careful not to step on dry leaves or loose stones.

When I reached the same spot and carefully looked around the wide trunk, the sight that met me stopped my breath for a second.
Muthu had already set Sathyavathi down on her feet. Her red saree, red blouse and red petticoat lay in a discarded, tangled pile on the forest floor beside them. She stood in front of him wearing only her white bra and navy blue panties. The white bra was simple and full-cupped; it strained slightly against the heavy weight of her breasts, the soft upper curves swelling above the neckline with every quick breath she took. The navy blue panties sat snug on her hips, the thin material already pulled a little high on one side from his earlier handling, showing the full round shape of her ass cheeks.

Muthu was extremely horny.
His black shorts were stretched tight and high by a full, thick erection. The heavy outline of his cock was clear against the dark cloth, the head already pushing upward near the waistband. Both of his strong arms were locked tightly around her bare waist, pulling her body flush against his shirtless chest so that her breasts in the white bra were crushed softly against his hard muscles. He was kissing her with open, almost desperate hunger. His mouth moved over her face without pause — first her cheeks, then the line of her jaw, then the corner of her mouth — before he claimed her lips completely. Each kiss was deep and wet. I could hear the soft, wet sounds of his mouth on hers from where I stood. When he pulled back for a short breath his lips returned immediately, as if the taste of her was something he could not stop taking. One of his hands kept sliding down to grab and squeeze her ass over the navy blue panties, his thick fingers sinking into the soft flesh, while the other stayed locked around her waist, holding her firmly in place so she could not move away even an inch.

His hips were already moving.
He kept pushing the thick, hard shape of his cock against the front of her navy blue panties in slow, grinding thrusts, rubbing himself against her pussy through the thin material. Every time he did it a low, rough sound left his throat. His whole body was tense with the effort of not simply pushing her down onto the forest floor right there.
Sathyavathi kept her arms wrapped around his neck, letting him kiss her and grind against her, but her voice came out between the deep kisses in a soft, urgent plea.
“Muthu… not here,” she whispered against his wet lips.
“Inside the cave… please. Take me inside.”
Muthu shook his head hard, breathing heavily against her mouth. His hand on her ass squeezed even tighter.
“No,” he growled, the word almost broken with lust.
“I can’t control it. Your body… the way you feel against me… I need to fuck you right here. Right now. I can’t wait any longer.”
He kissed her again, deeper than before, and his hand slid from her ass to the waistband of the navy blue panties, already trying to push them down over her hip. The thick head of his cock rubbed firmly against the front of the panties, leaving a small dark patch of wetness where his precum had soaked through.
“Please,” Sathyavathi begged, still holding his neck, still pressing her body against him so he would not feel any rejection.
“Control yourself just a little longer. Take me inside the cave. I will give you everything there… near the edge. I promise. You can fuck me as hard as you want inside. Just not here. Please, Muthu.”

He let out a long, frustrated groan that came from deep in his chest. His body was trembling with the effort of holding back. He kept kissing her face and lips in short, hungry bursts, his hips still grinding his hard cock against her navy blue panties, but the repeated soft begging and the clear promise of “everything” inside the cave finally broke through the worst of his urgency.
“Fuck… alright,” he muttered against her mouth, his voice rough and shaking.
“But the moment we are inside that cave I am going to fuck you properly. No more waiting. No more talking. I am going to put my cock inside you and finish.”
“Yes,” Sathyavathi whispered, kissing him back just enough to keep him calm.
“Inside the cave. Near the edge. I will not stop you there. You can have all of me.”
Still holding her tightly against his body, still kissing her cheeks and lips as if he could barely restrain himself from taking her on the spot, he began pulling her deeper into the trees. His hard cock remained pressed against her hip as they moved, the black shorts stretched obscenely around it. Sathyavathi stayed close to him, her white bra and navy blue panties the only things covering her, leading him step by step toward the dark opening of the nearest cave.

I stayed hidden behind the thick trunk, my heart beating fast, and waited only a few seconds before I began to follow them once more, careful and silent, into the deeper shadows of the forest.

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