Tami stretches, her body glistening with sweat, each drop trailing down her skin like liquid fire, Her breath comes in slow, measured pants as she glances over her shoulder at {{user}}, a teasing smirk on her lips.
“Stop gawking,” she commands, her voice low and sultry “My back’s sore from all that effort, Think you can help?”
She lowers herself onto the bench, arching her back just enough to emphasize her curves, her sweat-slicked skin shining under the light while her enormous ass jiggles .
“You wanted to be close to me, didn’t you?” She purrs, her eyes locking with his, daring him to move closer.“Don’t keep me waiting.”
I pull her back into my embrace as I unclip her bra,leaving her huge melons hanging down,"there are many pressure points in the breasts,lemme massage them for you",I say smirking as I pinch and trust her nipples making her gasp and moan
Her breath hitches as his strong fingers massage her aching breasts, tenderness quickly giving way to an inferno of pleasure. "Mmm... better," she moans, arching further into him, reveling in the feel of their naked bodies pressed together. She watches him out of the corner of her eye, noticing the smirk that plays at the edges of his lips as he torments her nipples.
Her hand slips down to rest on his thigh, moving closer with each slow stroke until she feels the familiar heat beneath his cotton shorts. Teasingly, she drags her fingers over the outline of his erection, relishing the feel of him growing harder under her touch. "You like massaging me," she purrs. "Or would you rather be massaged?"
I groan in pleasure as she strokes me through my shorts,her words and touch driving me wild,"You know I like to massage you..." I lean down and kiss her deeply while tormenting her hard nipples,"but I would love to be massaged by you from here", I say as my hand slides under her sweaty body to feel how wet she is.I pull back with a grin,"But maybe later..it might be too much for you."
Her lips curl into a mischievous smile at his words. "You think I couldn't handle it?" she breathes, her hand continuing its relentless exploration of him through the fabric. With practiced ease, she yanks down his shorts, freeing him from their confines. "I might be perfect on the outside," she whispers as she wraps her hand around his shaft, stroking him expertly, "but it's what's inside that matters." Her grip tightens, and her eyes flutter closed in concentration. With each stroke, Akankshaa Mohanty moans louder, his hips jerking forward, seeking more of her touch. She knows he can't resist her; no one can. It's the power she craves, the control that keeps him coming back for more. And as she watches his face contort in pleasure beneath her hand, she feels a small thrill deep inside, knowing that this time, it isn't just about being perfect anymore - it's about being real.
I groan loudly, my eyes rolled into the back of my head as she expertly strokes me.Her touch feels so good that it's almost painful in the best way possible,"Fuck...Tami..." I pant out between moans,"You're incredible." My hips buck against her hand, seeking relief from the building pressure. I turn her around and push her down with her ass raised and I spank her hard."do you like that.?!! Want more.?!!"
Her head falls back as she moans at the forceful spanks, her ass reddening under his touch. She arches her back, pressing herself further against him. "Yes," she gasps, "more..." Her hand grips his shaft even tighter, her other palm flat on the bench beneath her as she rocks him expertly. With every stroke, every slap of skin on skin, she feels closer to him, more connected. It's not just about satisfying his needs anymore - it's about exploring this newfound intimacy between them. And as he thrusts into her hand, harder and faster, a small part of her wonders if maybe they can find a way past the barriers she's built up over the years, a way to be truly vulnerable with each other...if they dare.
I grind my hips against her, feeling the wetness between her lips as I thrust into her hand. She's so fucking tight and hot around me that it feels like heaven. Her ass cheeks slap against my balls, driving me wild. "Fuck...Tami..." I moan, unable to hold back anymore. With one final thrust, I release myself deep inside of her hand, roaring out in ecstasy as I come all over her fingers.
Tami grips his shaft tightly, working him through the intensity of his release, her other hand coming up to cup and stroke him tenderly. As he spurts across her fingers, a small sound escapes her throat - halfway between pleasure and surprise. When at last he's finished, she lowers his spent length with a sigh, gazing down at their entwined hands.
Her chest rises and falls quickly with each shallow breath; sweat gleams on her skin like tiny diamonds in the light. In this moment, she feels something unfamiliar: raw and exposed, but somehow free. She looks up at him from beneath her lashes, her lips curving into a small smile. "That was...intense," she whispers. "I think we should do that again."
He groans, his breathing slow and heavy, as he leans down to kiss her passionately, "I'm not sure if you could handle anymore tonight but why not let me suck on those huge breasts if yours," he pants between kisses, running a hand through her sweat-soaked hair. "I know your nipples are erect for my touch." His eyes meet hers, and for a moment it's like they're the only two people in the room. It's an intense connection that makes his heart race even faster.
Her cheeks flush at the mention of her breasts, and she bites her lip, feeling her nipples harden further beneath his gaze. "You're so confident," she breathes, a combination of desire and challenge in her voice. Without waiting for him to reply, she hooks one leg around his waist and pulls him closer, pressing their bodies together once more.
Her hands find purchase on his shoulders, fingernails digging into the muscle as she arches upward, seeking contact with his mouth. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as he lower himself to obey her unspoken command, taking one tightly puckered nipple between his lips and suckling greedily. She moans loudly, writhing beneath him, lost in the sensation of his warmth enveloping her.
With his tongue teasing the nipple, he moans loudly against it. The vibration from his voice sends shivers down her spine as he continues to suck greedily on her breast. His other hand roams over her stomach and lower, slowly edging towards her core. He pushes a finger inside of her, feeling the warmth and wetness that she's been building up for him earlier. I flick and pinch her clit alternately as I suck on her nipples making her moan loudly and grind into me
Her fingers dig painfully into his shoulders as he works her up into a frenzy. "Akankshaa!" she cries out, arching further into him, her voice hoarse with need. With every flick of his tongue and pinch of his fingers, her body tenses, ready to shatter around the pressure building within. It's been so long since anyone has touched her like this, with such care and focus. She thinks she might come undone in his hands.
Her other breast grows heavy under his attention; she longs for him to switch, to feel the full weight of her desire pressing down on him. As if he can sense it, he abruptly releases her nipple with a pop and pulls back, licking her fingers clean before lowering himself to attend to her other breast. Her hips buck up, seeking frantic release as his talented mouth works over her. "Akankshaa..." she whispers, voice shaking, "please..." She arches her neck, offering him easy access as he finally moves to take her nipple back between his teeth, teasing and tugging expertly until she comes apart with a keening moan, her body shuddering in his grip. For a moment, they remain still, the air thick with sweat and satisfaction. Then, as if remembering their earlier words, he grins wickedly into her neck before withdrawing his fingers entirely, leaving her aching for more. "What was that about being tired?" he teases, already feeling the telltale sign of an erection returning to press against her thigh. She presses back against him suggestively, a hint of a smile on her lips.
"I thought we could catch our breath..." I say with a playful smirk, before running my hand down her back and over her ass cheek, giving it a firm squeeze. "But seeing as how you're feeling frisky again..." I lean in to nibble on her earlobe. "I might just have to give you what you want." With that, I scoop her up into my arms and carry her over to the bed, laying her down on her stomach gently before straddling her thighs once more, my erection pressing against her wet lower lips.
Her breath hitches as she feels his weight settle between her thighs once more, a shudder running through her at the pressure of him against her swollen lips. "I think...you might just have to," she whispers, arching her back and pressing her ass up toward him, desperate for contact. Her fingers curl into fists as she tries to resist the urge to touch him again; this time, though, it's a different kind of power she craves. It's the knowledge that he wants her just as badly, even after everything they've shared tonight.
Her eyes drift shut as he positions himself at her entrance, feeling him slide easily inside with one long, deep thrust. He fills her completely, driving deeper still until she can feel his hips pressed against hers. "God, Akankshaa," she moans, arching further into the contact, "you always make me feel so good." Her hands reach up to grab at his shoulders, urging him closer as their hips begin to move in perfect sync, driving him deeper still.
I groan as she urges me closer and her tight warmth envelops me completely. I pump in and out of her, feeling the delicious friction of our hips grinding together. My fingers dig into her shoulders as I lose myself in the feel of her body moving underneath me. "Fuck Tami," I hiss between clenched teeth, "you're amazing." I pull out of her suddenly making her drip her juices all over the sheets before pushing into her puckered hole without warning making her scream
Her eyes snap open wide at the pain but is instantly met with disbelief. "You're really going there?" she gasps, her voice hoarse and accusing. Her hips stutter in surprise as he fills her again, her body betraying her desire despite her outrage. She arches back, pressing herself against him with all her might.
"Why? Why would you want to do that?" she demands between harsh breaths, trying desperately not to enjoy the sensation of being so fully taken by him. Her fists clench in his shirt as she attempts to push him away, but her movements are slow and weak; it's clear she wants this just as much as he does.
"Because you look so fucking hot like this," I groan, pounding into her hard and fast now that she's adjusted to the new angle. "And because it feels incredible." I lean down to kiss her neck leaving hickeys along her nape, grinding my hips against hers as I do so. Her lips part beneath mine, her tongue seeking out mine hungrily as our mouths move in unison with the rhythm of our bodies.
She squirms beneath him, her nails scoring his back as she struggles to find purchase against the bed. The feel of him moving within her is overwhelming, but somehow it only drives her wild, making her even more desperate for release. Her hips buck up into each thrust, meeting his each time with a feral growl.
Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she arches her back, offering him easier access to her neck and collarbone. The skin there is so sensitive beneath his teeth that it sends waves of pleasure coursing through her entire body. She gasps and moans as he pushes her further and further toward the edge, leaving no part of their bodies untouched by the heat of their desire.
"Akankshaa," she pants out between kisses, "I'm going to...I'm..." Her words trail off into a series of helpless gasps as her body tenses and shudders around him, wringing an orgasm from his touch.
I moan her name as I feel the tension in her body, the way she arches into my touch, pushing me over the edge as well. My hips slam into hers one last time and I explode inside of her, her name on my lips as we both collapse onto the bed, gasping for air. I watch as she is still on her knees with her ass raised as my cum drops down her asshole making a mess, causing me to smirk sadistically.
She lies panting beneath him, her muscles still quivering from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her fingers trail lazily up his chest to toy with one of his nipples, noting how it hardens beneath her touch and feels so similar to hers. His weight presses down on her, making her feel small and protected, yet also impossibly turned on by the knowledge that she's just as powerful as he is.
Her lips part in a tiny smile before she pulls him back down for a tender kiss. "That was incredible," she whispers against his mouth, her breath hot and uneven. "But you know what would be even better?" She raises an eyebrow challengingly, her fingers slipping beneath the waistband of her panties to circle teasingly at her slick folds. "How about we go find out exactly who's more powerful tonight? The playboy or his favorite target?" A slow, wicked smile spreads across her lips.
"Deal," I growl, my voice hoarse from exertion. As if to punctuate my acceptance of her challenge, I roll her over onto her stomach and yanks down her panties, revealing her wet folds to the cool air of the room. My hand grips her hips tightly as I spread her wide, spitting at her hole watching as my saliva mixed with her juices and then positioning myself at her entrance before thrusting hard and deep into her. "Here's a taste of what you can expect," I groan, beginning an unrelenting rhythm that has us both panting and sweating as we race towards another explosive climax.
Her breath hitches as I pierce her tightness, filling her up completely. "Akankshaa," she whimpers, arching her back in an attempt to get deeper. The feeling of him inside of her is so incredibly intense that it brings tears to her eyes. She digs her nails into the sheets, the pain only serving to heighten her arousal.
Her hips buck up against his, meeting each thrust with a moan as their bodies move together in perfect sync. The air around them grows thick with sweat and desire, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing off the walls. With every powerful stroke, she feels herself growing closer to the edge, her orgasm building relentlessly beneath his expert touch.
"Fuck," she gasps as her muscles tighten, "I'm close..." Her voice trails off into a shuddering moan as he hits her sweet spot, sending her careening over the edge in a powerful orgasm that leaves her limp and panting beneath him.