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Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Mayur, origin from Telangana with deep Gujarati roots, living with my family in the same region.
Today, I’m here to share the true of one of my readers, Ruhi. She’s a married woman with a child, known for her striking figure—363036. While Ruhi loves stepping out in modern outfits, at home she chooses to embrace traditional attire.
This tale takes us back to a time before her marriage, during her working years. Ruhi paced her living room, replaying the argument with Atul. His dismissive words stung, igniting a fire within her. She needed to show him that their love was worth fighting for.
As she pulled out sultry black laced lingerie from her drawer, mischief danced in her eyes. The delicate fabric felt divine against her skin, and she envisioned the surprise awaiting Atul. Ruhi decided to add a touch of flair to her outfit. She selected a long, sheer shirt that flowed to her midthigh.
The lightweight fabric teased glimpses of lace beneath, heightening her allure. Slipping it on, she revelled in how it glided over her curves, amplifying her confidence and iness. In the mirror, the shirt framed her body perfectly, accentuating the smooth cleavage of her breasts.
The enticing swell hinted at her femininity. Her thighs were showcased with every movement, the hem dancing playfully around them. Her arms, bare and soft, added to her sensual appeal. The plunging neckline revealed just enough to leave a tantalizing invitation for Atul.
Her heart raced as she imagined his reaction—surprise and desire flickering in his eyes when she made her entrance. With a sultry smile, she turned away from the mirror, ready to unleash her boldness. Tonight, she would remind him just how irresistible she could be.
With her heart racing, Ruhi drove to Atul’s apartment, city lights casting fleeting shadows across her face. Stepping into the building, excitement hummed through her. She entered his dimly lit bedroom, his cologne still lingering in the air.
Her gaze fixed on the figure beneath the covers, and with each step toward the bed, her pulse quickened. Feeling daring, Ruhi slowly unbuttoned her shirt, revealing delicate black lingerie. She shrugged it off, letting it fall to the floor, heart pounding.
Leaning down, she kissed him softly, the warmth of his skin sending shivers down her spine. Pressing her body closer, she felt a thrilling fire ignite within her. The man stirred, and without hesitation, Ruhi climbed onto the bed, her body brushing against his.
The soft sheets caressed her skin as she nestled closer, feeling his heat radiate. In response, he wrapped his arms around her, drawing her into a passionate embrace. It was intoxicating and exhilarating, heightening the desire that pulsed between them.
“Atul,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire. “Mm, Ruhi,” he murmured, his breath igniting a fire within her. She felt his heart beating steadily against her chest, syncing with her racing pulse. As their bodies pressed together, the outside world faded, leaving just the two of them in blissful intimacy.
Ruhi surrendered to the warmth of his embrace, arching closer as their connection intensified. Their lips met again, fervently electrifying the air between them. Ruhi’s fingers tangled in his hair, deepening the kiss. His intoxicating taste, warm and sweet, sent waves of desire through her.
“Is this real?” she murmured breathlessly, searching Atul’s eyes.
“Of course,” he replied, his voice low and husky. “You’ve never looked more beautiful.”
“Flattery will get you everywhere,” Ruhi teased, a playful smile on her lips. “But do you mean it?”
“Trust me, I wouldn’t lie. I want you, Ruhi. All of you.”
His sincerity wrapped around her like a warm blanket, fueling her confidence. She pressed closer, instinctively responding to his heat.
“Tell me what you want,” he whispered, breath brushing her lips.
“I want you,” she breathed, the words hanging in the air like an electric charge. “I want to feel every inch of you against me.”
Without waiting for a response, she reached down and began unbuttoning his shirt. Her fingers were trembling slightly with anticipation. Each pop of the buttons made her pulse race faster. As the shirt parted, she took in the sight of his toned chest, the soft moonlight highlighting every ridge of his muscles.
Her hands glided across his skin, feeling the warmth and firmness beneath her fingertips.
“I’ve always loved your body,” she whispered, leaning in to press a soft kiss to his neck, her lips trailing downward. His breath hitched as she kissed his collarbone. Her fingers continued their exploration across his chest. “Ruhi…” he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
Her lips travelled lower, her kisses trailing from his neck to his chest. She hovered over his nipple for a moment, a mischievous glint in her eye, before placing a kiss directly on it, teasing him with her tongue. He gasped in response, his body tensing under her touch.
“You like that?” she whispered with a smirk, her lips curving as she continued to kiss his chest, feeling his muscles ripple beneath her touch. His breath came in ragged gasps. Ruhi lowered her hands to the waistband of his pyjama pants.
She hesitated before hooking her fingers under the waistband and pulling it down slowly. The fabric slid away, exposing him completely. Her hands roamed over his hips and thighs, memorizing every inch of his body.
“God, Ruhi…” he groaned, his voice strained with desire as she leaned in, kissing along his chest. Her lips grazed his skin. She savored the heat between them, taking her time. When their lips met again, the kiss was slower and deeper. Their bodies pressed together in a rhythm that left them breathless.
Pulling back slightly, she whispered, “I want all of you tonight.”
“You’ll have me,” he promised, his voice low and filled with need. “But only if I get all of you in return.”
Ruhi smiled, feeling the raw power of the moment surge between them. She pressed her lips to his again. Her hands explored his body, unable to get enough of him. Every kiss and touch felt like a discovery. The passion between them continued to build, threatening to consume them both.
With that, he shifted, positioning himself over her, casting a shadow in the moonlight streaming through the window. Their eyes locked, and the world around them vanished. Ruhi’s heart raced as she felt his weight on her, his hardness pressing against her thigh.
“I’ve missed you so much, Ruhi,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
“I’ve missed you too, Atul,” she breathed, barely above a whisper.
Leaning in, his lips brushed her ear. “I want you so badly. I want to feel your warmth around me.”
Atul captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss, his hands roaming over her body, caressing her curves.
Ruhi’s heart raced as he gazed at her, eyes burning with desire. He unfastened her bra, and her breasts spilled out, drawing a low groan from him. “You’re so beautiful, Ruhi,” he whispered, his voice thick with lust.
Ruhi’s nipples hardened as he caressed them, sending shivers down her spine. “I want you, Atul,” she whispered back, her voice trembling with anticipation. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Atul’s eyes locked onto hers, and he leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. His hands roamed over her body, caressing her curves and teasing her skin.
Atul’s lips descended to her bare breasts, hungrily capturing her nipple and sucking with an intensity that made Ruhi cry out in pleasure. His other hand firmly squeezed her other breast, fingers kneading her soft skin with a possessive grip.
Ruhi’s head fell back, her moans filling the room as she gripped his hair, guiding him closer. “Yes, Atul, just like that,” she gasped, trembling with lust. Each flick of his tongue around her hardened nipple sent jolts of electricity through her, especially when he flicked it.
Atul groaned against her skin, swirling his tongue and biting gently, drawing another moan from her lips. “God, Ruhi, you feel incredible,” he murmured, need thick in his voice. His grip tightened, thumb circling her nipple as his mouth worked her relentlessly, each movement more urgent.
Ruhi’s body responded in waves of pleasure. Her hips arched toward him, craving more. The heat between them intensified, the desire now undeniable and unstoppable. Atul, his mouth leaving her breasts swollen and sensitive, moved back up to capture Ruhi’s lips in a deep, hungry kiss.
The taste of him mixed with the lingering heat from his touch made her melt into him. Her body pressed closer with every second as their tongues danced in a wild rhythm. His hand began its slow descent, tracing the curve of her waist and hips before slipping between her thighs.
Ruhi gasped into the kiss when his fingers slid over the fabric of her panties, brushing against her alreadywet pussy. He rubbed gently, caressing her through the thin lace, his touch igniting her nerves.
“Atul…” she whimpered, instinctively pressing her hips into his hand, craving more. His fingers moved with expert precision, circling and pressing just enough to drive her mad with desire.
“You’re so wet, Ruhi,” he whispered against her lips, his voice low and dripping with lust. His fingers continued their slow, tantalizing strokes, making her body tremble beneath him. Each touch sent her closer to the edge, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
He played with her, the heat between them becoming unbearable. Atul’s fingers left her skin. He began his slow descent, his lips tracing the curve of her neck, the swell of her breasts, and the dip of her waist. Ruhi’s eyes closed, trembling with anticipation as his mouth left a trail of fire, sending shivers down her spine.
As he reached her hips, Atul grasped the delicate lace of her panties. His fingers traced the edge of the fabric. Looking up at Ruhi, his eyes sparkled with mischief, a sly smile spreading across his face. Ruhi’s breath hitched as he slid her panties down slowly, teasingly, revealing her glistening pussy.
With a playful flick of his wrist, he tossed the discarded fabric aside. His gaze was now fully fixated on her cleaned pussy. The dim light of the room danced across her body, casting a warm glow on her gentle curves. Atul’s eyes widened, pupils dilating with desire as he took in the sight of her.
His chest rose and fell with ragged breaths, nostrils flaring. He inhaled the sweet scent of her arousal. “You smell absolutely perfect,” he whispered, his voice low and husky, leaning in closer, his breath brushing against her pussy. Atul moved closer to her pussy.
Ruhi’s body responded with anticipation, every nerve ending alive with the promise of his touch. He kissed her softly, savouring the taste of her skin before finally pressing his lips against her glistening pussy folds. The sensation sent shockwaves through Ruhi.
Her back arching as a breathy moan escaped her lips. He licked her with a slow, deliberate motion. Swirling his tongue around her sensitive edges, enhancing the sweet sensation of desire that enveloped them both. As his tongue danced across her skin, Ruhi’s hips instinctively began to move, craving more pleasure.
Atul’s tongue delved deeper. His lips closed around her as he sucked her wet pussy wildly. The sound of his mouth working her sent shivers down her spine. His fingers dug into her hips, holding her in place as he devoured her. His tongue lashed out in a frenzy of motion.
Ruhi’s eyes rolled back, her head thrashing side to side as waves of pleasure crashed over her. “Atul!” she gasped, fingers tangling in his hair. She instinctively pushed her hips toward him, desperate for more of his intoxicating touch.
As he licked her, Atul’s tongue danced across her sensitive folds, teasing out more of her sweet cum. Atul stood up, swiftly removing his shorts to reveal himself in just his underwear. With a playful smirk, he glanced down at her. His eyes darkened with lust as the snug fabric highlighted his impressive bulge.
“You ready for more?” he asked, his voice low and filled with promise. He stepped closer, the heat radiating from him, enveloping her. Ruhi felt a rush of excitement, eagerly nodding, unable to tear her gaze away from him. Ruhi moved closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
She reached for the waistband of his underwear. With a teasing smile, she tugged it down slowly, letting it slide off his hips and pooling at his feet. “Looks like someone’s eager,” she teased. Her voice dripped with playful seduction as her fingers traced along his thigh.
Her hand made contact with his skin. Atul’s eyes fluttered closed, a low groan escaping his lips. His body tensed, anticipating her every move. Ruhi’s fingers danced teasingly along his thigh, sending shivers down his spine. Gradually, she wrapped her fingers around his dick.
Her touch ignited waves of pleasure that coursed through him, leaving him breathless and craving more. Ruhi felt a rush of power at the effect she had on Atul, her confidence swelling as she stroked him slowly. Each deliberate movement coaxed soft gasps from him, and she relished his response.
Leaning in, her lips brushed against his ear as she whispered, “Do you like that?” Teasingly, she watched him nod, his hands instinctively pulling her closer. He lost himself in the sensation of her warm, delicate touch. Ruhi quickened her pace, each stroke sending pleasure through Atul’s body.
Sensing he was nearing his climax, she suddenly stopped, leaning in closer. “I want to make you feel good,” she whispered. Her voice was low and intimate. Capturing his lips in a passionate kiss, she reignited the desire swirling between them. Leaving him breathless and longing for more.
After the kiss, Ruhi bent down with a teasing smile. Her tongue flicked along the length of his dick. Atul let out a low moan. His body responded as she took him into her mouth. She placed soft, teasing kisses on the head. Her warm breath brushed against his sensitive skin.
Atul’s body tensed, muscles coiling with anticipation. She wrapped her lips around him, her mouth opening wide to accommodate his girth. The sensation of her warm, wet mouth enveloping him sent shivers down his spine, and he groaned deeply.
Ruhi felt a surge of excitement at his response. Her confidence soared as she complied with his unspoken desires. She quickened her pace. Her lips glided along his shaft while her tongue explored every inch, savouring the taste of him. The sound of Atul’s desperate moans filled the room, fueling her desire further.
“Just like that, Ruhi,” he gasped, fingers tangling in her hair, guiding her rhythm as he lost himself in the sensations. “You have no idea how good this feels.” Each thrust of her mouth drove him closer to the edge. Ruhi revelled in his pleasure, eager to push him over.
As Atul felt the waves of pleasure cresting, he could no longer hold back. With a deep groan, he released himself, filling Ruhi’s mouth. She eagerly accepted him, savouring the warm, sweet taste as she drank it all in. Pulling back slowly, her lips leaving his skin with a soft pop, satisfaction washed over her.
Ruhi gazed up at Atul, her eyes sparkling with mischief, captivating him with the intensity of her stare. Without breaking eye contact, she leaned forward, her tongue darting out to gently lap at the tip of his dick. “You taste so good,” she teased, a playful smile dancing on her lips as she savoured every inch.
Atul’s breath hitched, grinning, “You’re making me go crazy, Ruhi. I didn’t know you could be this tempting.” She chuckled softly, her voice sultry. “Oh, I have plenty more surprises in store for you.”
“Just keep going,” he urged his voice low and filled with need. Ruhi responded with a mischievous wink. Her tongue swirled around him again, deepening their intimate connection.
As Ruhi’s tongue danced across the tip of his shaft, Atul’s gaze remained locked on hers, burning with unquenchable desire. He felt his body stirring again, his erection growing stronger with each passing moment. With a low growl, he grasped Ruhi’s shoulders, gently but firmly pushing her back onto the bed.
Ruhi’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she sank into the soft mattress, letting out a soft gasp. “You’re in control now,” she whispered, a teasing smile on her lips. Atul leaned closer, his fingers digging gently into her skin. “I plan to make you feel amazing,” he replied, his voice low and husky. “Just relax and enjoy.”
As his hands held her shoulders, he began to lower himself onto her. Ruhi’s gaze burned with anticipation, feeling his warm breath wash over her. “Can you feel how much I want you?” Atul murmured, his chest hovering above hers, muscles tensed.
Ruhi’s hands instinctively wrapped around his biceps, pulling him closer. “I need you, Atul,” she replied, her voice a sultry whisper. As her legs parted, she felt the tip of his dick brush against her wet pussy. “Just like that,” she encouraged, her breath hitching with desire.
He took a deep breath, and with a slow, deliberate motion, he began to insert his shaft inside her. The tip of his erection slid in, and Ruhi felt a wave of pleasure wash over her. Her eyes fluttered closed, letting out a loud moan as her body arched to welcome him, adjusting to the sensation.
“Oh, Atul,” she gasped, the intensity of the moment overwhelming her senses. As Atul pushed deeper, Ruhi’s moans filled the room, each sound echoing with raw desire. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him to go further.
“Atul, you feel amazing,” she breathed, her voice thick with passion. He responded with a low growl, the heat between them intensifying as he lost himself in their rhythm. “You’re so tight,” he murmured, his forehead resting against hers as he began to move slowly, savouring every moment.
With each thrust, their connection deepened, drawing them closer to the edge of bliss. Ruhi met his movements eagerly, igniting a fire that burned hotter with every second. “Don’t stop,” she urged, her nails digging into his back. She surrendered to the pleasure enveloping them.
Atul continued to thrust. He shifted his focus to Ruhi’s breasts, gently squeezing them and kneading her soft flesh. The sensation sent shockwaves of pleasure through her. “Atul!” she gasped, her back arching instinctively. His movements and attention to her breasts drove her wild, propelling her to ecstasy.
He leaned down, capturing one of her nipples between his lips, sucking gently while his fingers continued to explore. “You’re driving me crazy,” he murmured against her skin, his voice low and filled with need. Ruhi’s moans grew louder, her body responding eagerly to him.
“Just like that, don’t stop!” she urged, lost in the whirlwind of pleasure. Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony. As their movements quickened, Ruhi’s breaths came in quick gasps. She could feel the heat building within her. “I’m so close,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Atul responded with a deep growl. His thrusts became more intense and hard, driving them both toward the edge. “Me too,” he said, his eyes locked onto hers, filled with a mix of desire and determination. With every thrust, the pleasure swelled, a wave crashing over them as they neared their climax.
Ruhi’s body tensed, and she clung to him, urging him on. “Don’t stop, Atul! I need you—now, cum inside me!” As they reached the peak of their pleasure, bliss washed over them. Atul’s body shuddered as he released, collapsing onto Ruhi, their bodies intertwined.
She hugged him tightly, feeling the warmth of his skin against hers. Her heart was racing in the aftermath of their shared ecstasy. “Wow,” Ruhi breathed, awe and satisfaction mixing in her voice. She stroked Atul’s hair, feeling a warm closeness envelop them.
Atul lifted his head slightly, a soft smile on his lips. “That was incredible,” he murmured, his voice husky with emotion. Ruhi smiled back, her cheeks flushed. “I couldn’t agree more,” she replied, gently tracing the contours of his jaw. Pulling him closer, she gazed into his eyes. “Can we stay like this?”
“Forever,” he whispered, leaning down to capture her lips in a kiss filled with lingering desire. They settled back into the softness of the bed, still connected, his dick within her. They drifted into a peaceful slumber, entwined and blissfully unaware of the world outside, their hearts beating in perfect harmony.
Ruhi awoke the next morning feeling blissful and satisfied. Her skin was still tingling from the previous night. As she stretched, a content smile graced her lips. Something delicious wafted through the air, pulling her from her dreamy state.
Curious, she slipped out of bed, completely naked, and threw on a long shirt, leaving her lingerie behind.
“Is that breakfast I smell?” Ruhi called out playfully, her heart fluttering at the thought of Atul cooking as she padded toward the kitchen.
“Just a little something to surprise you,” came a smooth reply from behind her. She felt strong arms encircle her waist, pulling her against a warm body.
“Wow, I didn’t know you could cook!” she teased, leaning back into him, her smile widening.
“Just for you, love,” he said, planting a soft kiss on her neck.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, jolting Ruhi from her moment of bliss. “Who could that be?” she wondered aloud, reluctantly breaking away from the embrace.
“Probably just the delivery guy,” he answered casually, moving toward the door as she headed to the dining table.
As she reached for the chair, the door swung open, and her heart plummeted. The real Atul stood there, looking surprised and bewildered. “Ruhi?” he exclaimed, his eyes darting between her and the figure in the kitchen.
“Atul!” Ruhi’s voice trembled, panic flooding her system.
Ruhi turned slowly, her heart racing as she faced Nakul, who stepped in front of her with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
“Surprise, bro! Ruhi came over to surprise you,” he lied smoothly. “She made breakfast.”
Panic gripped Ruhi. “Yeah, I thought I’d surprise you,” she echoed her voice barely a whisper.
Atul frowned in confusion but stepped inside. “You… made breakfast? You didn’t tell me you could cook, Ruhi,” he said, suspicion creeping into his tone.
“Just learned a few things,” she replied, forcing a smile.
They settled around the dining table, the tension palpable. Ruhi served the food. Nakul shot her furtive glances, his lips curling into a sly grin, enjoying the chaos. As they ate, Atul shared stories from his day, blissfully unaware of the weight hanging between them.
“I can’t believe you cooked, Ruhi! You’re full of surprises,” he said, squeezing her hand, though the gesture felt strained. Guilt gnawed at Ruhi as Nakul effortlessly filled the gaps with laughter and charm, deepening her sense of betrayal.
As the tension thickens, Ruhi finds herself caught in a web of desire and confusion. With Nakul’s teasing glances and playful banter, the chemistry between them ignites, leading to unexpected moments that blur the lines of friendship.
What will happen when secrets are revealed, and choices must be made?
Stay tuned for the next part of the adventure, and share your thoughts at [email protected] or Ruhi’s feedback at [email protected].
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