Ch 3. Smitha tiptoes to the door - An interactive erotic story)

An interactive erotic story. Choose how your desire unfolds 💋

A modern Indian interactive erotic story 🌹

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You bet she did. But not before she read Ravi’s missed text from 5 mins ago that he was on his way home.

“We’re never going to make it past the living room.” Smita thought as she sprinted towards the main door. 

Opening it a crack, she peeped at him with a glint in her eyes and smile on her lips, hiding her body behind.

“Hiii” 

Ravi walked in without realising.

The moment he turned inwards and she shut the door, he let out a long whistle as he saw her stark naked.

“Baby… wow…” he said, taking a moment.

Smita laughed, burying her face in her hands. Such moments weren’t rare in their household, but they always gave the best gift of surprise and compliment, both!

“Stoppp” she was already blushing.

He dropped his bag to the floor and gathered her in his arms immediately.

They kissed deeply. And weren’t apart for even a second longer. 

His shirt peeled off his shoulders almost at the same time his pants and boxers hit the floor.

Smita’s red fingertips ran all over her husband’s back and shoulders as he pinned her to the wall.

Ravi cupped her face. His tongue snaking out and licking her lips teasing her..

Smita’s eyes moved from his eyes to his tongue. Smiling. 

He moved his knee between her legs, urging them to spread. She willed almost immediately.

Ravi’s fingers moved down her neck, and settled on her breasts. He began fondling them. Twerking his thumbs over her nipples, our tongues twerked shamelessly, mimicking them.

Before she knew it, she was grinding her soaking pussy on his knee. Her clit was getting the perfect stimulation as she rubbed it back and forth.

Ravi’s arms came around her legs and lifted her off the ground. Smita held onto him. She felt his hard-on press against the wall of my pussy.. it’s tip almost entering her.. 

She gasped, looking into his pleasure-drowned eyes..

They guided themselves into the living room where he let her down on the carpet. They lay down almost immediately.

Resuming kissing, thrir legs tangled into a knowing knot. 

“Ravi…” Smita whispered his name along his fingertips.

He rolled over her, his lips on her neck.. travelling to her cleavage.

Holding her breasts together, he rolled his tongue along her peaks, pausing only to give his undivided attention to each nipple till it was puffed and not shy anymore.

Looking up lovingly at her, he asked, “The way you surprise me sometimes, you’re my queen, baby. What do you desire next, Smita?”

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“Shall I eat you to my heart’s fill?”

“Do you want to blow me and own me?”

“Your wish for me to fuck you is my command.”