Shruti’s Night of Forbidden Desire

The dimly lit room exuded an air of anticipation. Shiv, the master of pleasure, arrived at Dinesh’s house, a bottle of Scotch in hand. Dinesh, his colleague, had invited him for dinner before departing for the UK on a work assignment.

It was a seemingly innocent gathering. But little did Shiv know that this night would unfold into an erotic adventure, blurring the lines between friendship and desire.

Dinesh welcomed Shiv warmly, his face flushed with excitement. “Glad you could make it, mate! Come, let’s have a drink to celebrate my new venture.” Shiv smiled, sensing an underlying tension in his colleague’s voice.

He knew Dinesh well, a man who prided himself on his self-control. But tonight, there was a noticeable thirst. It was a craving for something more than just a friendly send-off.

They settled into the cosy living room. Shiv noticed Dinesh’s wife, Shruti. She was a vision of sultry elegance, dressed in a silk robe that hinted at the sensual curves beneath. Her dark hair fell in soft waves, framing her seductive eyes.

Shiv felt a stirring in his loins as he imagined the secrets her robe concealed. Dinesh poured the Scotch, his hands shaking slightly. “Here’s to new beginnings,” he said, raising his glass. Shiv clinked his glass against Dinesh’s. Their eyes locked for a moment, sparking an unspoken understanding.

Shruti, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, sat beside her husband. Her bare leg brushed against Shiv’s under the table. He felt a jolt of electricity at her touch, his cock beginning to stir. Dinesh, oblivious to his wife’s playful behaviour, took a generous gulp of Scotch. His inhibitions melted away.

“You know, Shiv, I’ve always admired your fearlessness,” Dinesh slurred. “You go after what you want, no matter the consequences. It’s inspiring.” Shiv’s eyes narrowed, a devilish smile playing on his lips. He knew what his colleague was hinting at, and he relished the idea of pushing boundaries.

As the night progressed, Dinesh’s grip on his inhibitions loosened. He became bolder, his hands roaming freely over Shruti’s body, much to Shiv’s delight. The couple’s playful banter turned into a heated exchange. Their voices were raised in passion.

Dinesh’s hands slipped under Shruti’s robe. She let out a soft moan, her eyes closing in pleasure. “My husband is quite the charmer when he’s had a few,” Shruti whispered to Shiv, her breath warm on his ear. “But tonight, I think he’s forgotten his manners.”

Shiv’s heart raced as he felt her soft breath against his skin. He knew this was his chance to act, to indulge in the forbidden fruit. It had tempted him since the moment he laid eyes on her.

Seizing the opportunity, Shiv leaned in, his lips brushing against Shruti’s ear. “Your husband’s not the only one with a taste for adventure,” he murmured, his voice low and seductive.

Shruti shivered at his touch. Her body responded to the raw desire in his words. Dinesh, now fully immersed in his drunken state, slumped back in his chair. His eyes were half-closed.

“Go on, my love,” he slurred, gesturing to Shiv. “Show him what a real woman feels like.” Shiv’s pulse quickened as he realized the extent of Dinesh’s inebriation. The man had given him an open invitation, a green light to explore his deepest desires.

Without hesitation, Shiv stood and pulled Shruti to her feet. Her body trembled as he guided her towards the bedroom. The silk robe slipped off her shoulders, revealing her bare skin. Her breasts, full and heavy, beckoned him. He couldn’t resist the urge to claim them.

In the bedroom, Shiv wasted no time. He pushed Shruti onto the bed, his eyes feasting on her exposed body. Her nipples, dark and erect, begged for attention, and he obliged, bending down to take one into his mouth.

Shruti arched her back, her hands gripping the sheets. Shiv’s tongue circled and teased her sensitive flesh. “Oh, fuck… yes…” she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. Shiv suckled harder, drawing her nipple deep into his mouth, causing her to cry out in pleasure.

His hands roamed her body, exploring every curve, every inch of her soft skin. “You’re wet for me, aren’t you, my sweet temptress?” Shiv whispered, his fingers finding her throbbing core. Shruti’s hips bucked at his touch, her juices flowing freely.

She was a hot, willing mess, and Shiv intended to savour every moment. He positioned himself between her legs. His hard cock throbbed with anticipation. Shruti’s eyes locked with his, a silent plea for fulfilment shining in their depths. With one swift thrust, Shiv impaled her, filling her in one delicious stroke.

Shruti cried out, her body trembling as Shiv’s length stretched her, igniting a fire within. He set a relentless pace, his hips pounding into hers, driving deep with each thrust. Her nails dug into his back, leaving marks of passion as she met his rhythm, their bodies moving as one.

“You feel so fucking good,” Shiv growled, his voice thick with desire. “So tight… so wet…” Shruti’s breath came in ragged gasps as she neared the edge. Her pussy clenched around his shaft, milking him, urging him to join her in the heights of ecstasy.

As Shiv’s orgasm built, he reached down. His fingers found her clit, rubbing it in quick circles. Shruti’s body tensed, every muscle tightening as she climaxed, her pussy pulsating around his cock. Shiv held back, revelling in her pleasure. He finally allowed himself to spill his cum deep within her.

They lay entangled, their bodies glistening with sweat. Their breathing slowly returned to normal. Shiv brushed the hair from Shruti’s face, his fingers tracing her lips. “That was incredible,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

Shruti smiled, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. “My husband’s drink may have impaired his senses, but it unleashed a night of pure pleasure.” She leaned in, her lips brushing against Shiv’s. “And this is just the beginning.”

As Shiv pulled on his clothes, his mind raced with the events that had just transpired. He knew he had crossed a line, but the taste of forbidden fruit was too sweet to resist. He bid farewell to Shruti.

He wondered what other secrets and desires lay hidden beneath the surface of their seemingly ordinary lives. The night’s events had ignited a flame within Shiv. He had a burning desire to explore the boundaries of pleasure and temptation.

He stepped out into the Bangalore night. He knew that this was just the start of a journey into the depths of erotic exploration. The rules of society and morality would be tested and redefined.

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