The day we took our virginities was the finest day in our lives. Afterall it was the day which led to this moment.
The current moment where Neha's tits jiggled with each thrust as I pumped in and out of her wet pussy in our ever romantic Missionary style.
"Aah! Piyush! Aur!" She moaned as I pumped myself in her wet heat.
Our breathing grew heavier, synchronized with the rhythmic slap of our bodies. Neha's eyes filled with a mix of pleasure and love, never left mine. Her nails dug into my back, which only fueled my desire. We had done this so many times before, but the intensity was never the same. Each thrust felt like I was claiming her again, as if the last time had only been a sweet memory and not a reality.
Her moans grew louder as they echoed through the room. The sweat trickled down my forehead mixed with hers as we moved in unison. Her legs tightened around my waist, pulling me in deeper, urging me to go faster. The heat from her skin seared into me, and the grip of her pussy was like a warm, wet vice that didn't want to let go.
I reached down and began to rub her clit in a circular motion, feeling it swell and harden under my fingertips. Neha's eyes rolled back, and she arched her back, pushing her chest towards me. Her breasts bounced as she lost herself in the sensation.
My strokes grew faster, harder, as I felt myself nearing the edge.
Neha sensed it too, her breath coming in shorter gasps. She reached down, her hands traveled up to her own chest. She began to play with her tits, pinching her nipples lightly. Her eyes never left mine as she started to grope herself, a silent invitation for me to join in her pleasure.
I leaned down and took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking and biting it gently. She gasped and her pussy clenched around my cock, the sensation shooting sparks through my body. I took the other nipple in my hand, twisting it slightly, and felt her respond with a tremble beneath me.
I thrust into her one last time, my balls slapping against her ass, and felt the explosion of pleasure as I came deep inside the condom. Neha's eyes went wide, and she cried out my name as her orgasm washed over her. Her pussy clamped down on my cock, and she shuddered in ecstasy.
For a moment, we stayed like that, our bodies locked together, the only sounds in the room the gentle echoes of our breathing and the thundering of our hearts.
Finally, I pulled out, my cock covered with the chocolate flavoured condom that I had bought.
Neha looked up at me with a satisfied smile, her cheeks flushed with color. She sat up, her legs still trembling slightly, and began to peel off the condom. She tossed it into the trash can in the corner, and I couldn't help but watch the way her body moved. She was so beautiful, even in the aftermath of passion.
She had full tits, a cute face and an ass which just begged to be fucked by me. How I had held to my wits was an amazement to even me?
Neha looked up at me with those sultry eyes and asked, "Kuch plan hai aaj raat ke liye?" Her voice had a teasing lilt to it as she took my cock into her mouth. The warmth of her mouth was heavenly, as she began to clean me with slow, deliberate strokes of her tongue. I couldn't help but let out a guttural groan of pleasure.
As she licked and sucked, I felt the tension in my body begin to ease. Her tongue traced the outline of the condom's flavor, and she took her time to savor every inch of my member. She looked up at me, her eyes twinkling with mischief and playfullness. I knew she enjoyed the power she had over me in that moment.
I watched as she took me deeper, her cheeks hollowing out as she took almost half of my length into her mouth. The sight of her doing this was so erotic that I could feel my cock twitch with the need to be inside her again.
But I had to know. "Kyun?" I managed to ask, trying to keep the urgency out of my voice.
Neha pulled back, a string of saliva connecting her mouth to my cock. She gave me a knowing smile. "Kyunki main tera saath rahoongi," she murmured before taking me back in, her tongue swirling around the tip. She knew exactly what I needed to hear. Her mouth was pure magic, and she used it to bring me to the brink again.
The feeling of her soft lips and the velvety warmth of her tongue had me losing myself in the sensation. I threaded my fingers through her hair, guiding her movements slightly, and she took the cue, increasing her pace. She moaned around me, and the vibration sent waves of pleasure through my body.
