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Short mature stories
Contains both English and Hindi words.
~ Obsessed Ex Boyfriend ✓
~ Private Tutor ✓
~ Sarpanch's obsession ✓
~ DhruvTara (on hold)
~ MLA's obsession (ongoing)
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Rajveer made her comfortable on the bed and laid down beside her. Slowly, he kissed her lips, his touch igniting a fire within her. As she lost herself in the pleasure of his kiss, he turned up the vibrator to its highest speed, causing her to scream in pleasure—a sound he eagerly silenced with his mouth on hers.
Before she could reach her climax, he slowed the vibrator down, repeating this cycle several times. With each adjustment, her pussy grew more sensitive, throbbing with extreme pleasure. She cried out in frustration, attempting to touch herself, but he slapped her hand away before it could reach her clit.
Getting off her, he sat on the bed and signaled for her to kneel in front of him. "Baith ghutno pe, mere lund ko teri zarurat hai jaan. Ab ye aur doori nahi seh payega," he commanded, guiding her mouth towards his throbbing member.
Shreya obeyed, kneeling in front of him and slowly wrapping her hands around his cock. His member leaked precum and throbbed in her hands, veins protruding, making it appear even more intimidating. Rajveer's cock ached with desire as she began to lick it slowly, eliciting groans of pleasure from him.
"Yes, jaan, just like that. Thoda tez kar. Choom ise, pyaar kar ise, ahhh aise hi jaan," he moaned, urging her on. He increased the speed of the vibrator, causing her to moan as she sucked his cock, her teeth grazing it slightly.
"Ahh, jaan, daant mat lagana. Aaram se kar," he instructed, increasing the pace of his thrusts into her mouth. After a few minutes, he climaxed, and she swallowed his cum obediently. "Good girl," he praised, patting her head before laying her back on the bed.
The pleasure left Shreya unable to articulate her thoughts; he was denying her release, leaving her sensitive and frustrated. Even the slightest touch sent shivers down her spine. Removing the vibrator, he began to pleasure her, teasing her clit with his tongue and fingers.
Despite reaching the brink of climax, he didn't allow her release, causing her to cry out in frustration. "Raj, please," she begged, overwhelmed with pleasure. "What do you need, jaan?" he asked, massaging her clit gently.
"Please, Raj, I can't control it anymore. It's painful," she cried, her pleas filled with desperation. Rajveer listened to her requests, then kissed her lips softly, asking, "What do you need?"
"Touch me, please. I'm craving your touch," she pleaded, her voice filled with longing.
"I am touching you, Shreya. You lie naked before me, and I've explored every inch of your body. Tell me, what else do you desire?" he asked, kissing her neck tenderly.
"No, you're denying me pleasure. I'm sorry, Raj. Please, I'll never go away again. You haven't touched my boobs even once. They are hurting, Raj," she cried, repeating her apology like a mantra.
