Meena Ma'am (18+)

Part 7: Oh! Ravi, just fu#k me!

I put my hand around her waist and pulled her closer, my eyes locked with hers. I could feel her heavy breathing on my lips, and I was certain she felt the same. Our lips collided, and she let out a soft moan into my mouth. My tongue ventured in, eagerly playing with hers. Our tongues intertwined as my hands roamed over her back, caressing the softness of her skin.

"Oh, Ravi," she moaned in my mouth.

I pulled away the pallu of her sari and saw her wealth. My eyes widened as I looked at them. Beautiful,' I mumbled. Her tight titties were caged in the blouse. I kissed her neck and inhaled her sexy smell. She moaned, pulling me closer. My tongue played with her neck and shoulder, moving towards her cleavage. "Oh Ma'am, you're so amazing," I murmured, placing kisses along her neckline.

"Call me Meena," she whispered, her breathing getting heavier. Our eyes locked for a moment before we shared another deep, passionate kiss. I started to undo the buttons of her blouse. It was a bit of a struggle due to its tight fit, but I managed to remove it. She was indeed curvy in all the right places.

I took a look at her bra and she was looking fucking sexy in that black bra. That bra had a fancy design with little flowers, it was hot. I pushed my body on her again, wanting to feel her tits on my chest. Her hands were all over my back and in my hair. I started touching and savoring her boobies.

"Where'd you learn to unhook a woman's bra?", she asked.

"It's a secret", I said with a smile, not eager to spill my past conquests. With her eyes closed and a soft moan, she pulled me to her, whispering, "Be gentle, Ravi...".

Her big, juicy tits were in my hands now. As our tongues danced, I massaged her breasts. She started moaning loudly in my mouth.

"Ummm... Hmmm... Oh, Ravi... ", she said, getting more into it."

I continued loving her that way until she took my hands off her boobies and pushed me onto my back. She straddled me, her titties staring me in the face. She was taking charge now. She ripped off my clothes and started kissing and licking my neck and chest with her soft and wet tongue. Her hands danced over my body like she was playing a harmonium. I moaned softly, my body responding to her touch.

Her trail of kisses moved downward from my chest to my lower area. She unzipped my pants, and I could feel the wetness from my arousal seeping through. She must've sensed the size of my cock pressing against her.

With my pants gone, I lay there naked before her, my hard-on standing tall and proud. Her eyes widened in amazement, taking in the sight of my manhood. She was indeed an expert, and her gaze spoke volumes about her appreciation for what she saw.

"You're big, Ravi!" she said, her eyes still fixed on my tool.

I just nodded and smiled.

Her soft hands wrapped around my cock, sending a jolt of pleasure through my body. She quickly put the tip in her mouth and teased me with her expert skills. I couldn't help but moan, "Ohh yes," as she locked eyes with me.

Her mouth was a warm, wet heaven as she took the entire length of my cock inside. I watched, amazed, as she worked her magic without a single complaint. Her husband was indeed a lucky basterd. I gently placed my hands in her hair, guiding her and keeping my view clear of any obstructions

"Oh, yes, babe..." she smiled when she heard me call her that.

Our kiss grew more intense, filled with passion. I helped her out of her sari, tossing it aside, leaving her in just her panties. Her soft, curvy body pressed against mine. The dim candlelight cast a warm glow on our skin.

"Let's get into bed," I suggested, leading her to the inviting softness of the mattress.

Her body bounced twice on the bed, and she looked up at me with a mix of excitement and impatience. I climbed on top of her, our lips reuniting. She wrapped her legs around my hips, drawing me closer.