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In the days that followed, Deeksha and I focused on her upcoming exams. Our meetings were filled with intense study sessions, poring over textbooks, and going through practice problems. Despite the academic atmosphere, the sexual tension between us was palpable.
During our study breaks, we would steal moments to hug, kiss, and touch each other. These brief interludes were electric, a tantalizing reminder of the passion we shared. When Deeksha would lean over to ask a question, her lips would brush against my cheek, sending shivers down my spine.
Sometimes, as I explained a complex concept, her hand would rest on my thigh, a silent promise of more to come. During those study sessions, I often sensed Deeksha’s desire for more than just academic focus. Her lingering glances and the way her fingers would occasionally brush against mine were clear signs.
Yet, I deliberately held back. Knowing that keeping her yearning would make her eager to submit herself when the time was right. There were moments when she would lean in, her lips slightly parted, eyes full of unspoken longing.
I would smile, touching her cheek before redirecting our attention back to the textbooks. Her frustration was palpable. But I knew this game of restraint would only heighten the tension between us.
One afternoon, we were going through some practice problems. Deeksha’s hand slipped onto my knee. She looked at me with a mix of determination and desire. “Mohit, can we take a break?” she asked softly, her voice laced with a hint of pleading.
I nodded, but instead of indulging in her obvious want, I stood up and stretched. “Sure, let’s get some fresh air,” I suggested, walking towards the balcony. She followed, looking slightly disappointed but curious. As we stood outside, I leaned on the railing, taking in the view.
“You know, Deeksha,” I began, “it’s important to keep our focus right now. Your exams are crucial, and I want you to do your best.” She sighed, nodding reluctantly. “I know, Mohit. It’s just… sometimes it’s hard to concentrate when I’m with you.”
I smiled, turning to face her. “I feel the same way. But think of it this way: once your exams are over, we can indulge as much as we want. Imagine how much more satisfying it will be.”
She bit her lip, the promise of future indulgence clearly working its magic. “You’re right,” she admitted. “But it’s so hard to wait.”
I stepped closer, my hand gently cupping her face. “I know. But trust me, the anticipation will make it even better.”
She leaned into my touch, closing her eyes. For a moment, I thought about closing the distance between us, giving her the kiss she so clearly wanted. But instead, I kissed her forehead and pulled back. “Now, let’s get back to work,” I said, my voice firm but gentle. We resumed our study session.
I could see the frustration in her eyes but also the growing determination. She wanted to prove herself, to earn the reward I was dangling just out of reach. I knew that when the time finally came, her submission would be complete and unrestrained, driven by the desire I had carefully cultivated.
On the morning of Deeksha’s last exam, I sent her a text, “Best of luck today, Deeksha. You’ve got this!”
A few minutes later, my phone buzzed with her reply, “Thanks, Mohit! I can’t wait for this to be over so I can see you.”
Smiling, I quickly typed back, “Do well, and there might be a special gift waiting for you.”
Her response came almost instantly: “And there’s a gift waiting for you too, Mohit. See you soon!”
With that, she ended the conversation and headed off to her exam. I could sense her excitement and anticipation through her messages, and it mirrored my own. The promise of what awaited us after her exams hung in the air, adding a thrilling edge to the day.
I put my phone down. I couldn’t help but think about what she had in store for me. The next few hours would be crucial for her. I knew she would give it her all. The thought of her focusing so intently on her exam, knowing what awaited her afterwards, only heightened the anticipation on my end.
All day, I found myself glancing at my phone, waiting for the message that would signal her exam was over and that she was ready to reunite. The buildup of these past few weeks, the tension we had carefully maintained, was about to reach its peak.
Around 12:30, the doorbell rang, catching me off guard. I wasn’t expecting anyone. Opening the door, I was surprisingly delighted to see Deeksha standing there, her face beaming with excitement.
“Why didn’t you inform me when your exam was over?” I asked, unable to hide my smile.
She grinned playfully. “I wanted to be here soon. Since you made me wait for a few days, I thought I’d tease you a bit too.”
I chuckled, feeling a mix of anticipation and excitement. I was in my usual shorts and t-shirt, while Deeksha looked stunning in a white top and a red Jaipuri long skirt. Her 36B breasts looked particularly prominent, likely supported by a push-up bra. The sight made my heart race.
Without wasting another second, I invited her inside and immediately pulled her into a tight embrace. Her stiff breasts crushed against my chest, sending a jolt of electricity through me. As soon as the door closed, Deeksha threw her bag aside and hugged me tightly. Her arms wrapped around my neck.
Without breaking the embrace, I lifted her effortlessly and carried her to the bedroom. The air was thick with unspoken desire and the anticipation of what was to come. While carrying Deeksha in my arms, we couldn’t resist the overwhelming desire any longer.
Our lips met in a fiery kiss, full of passion and urgency. It felt like there was no tomorrow, and we were savouring every moment as if it were our last. We devoured each other’s lips, the intensity of our kisses growing with each passing second.
Our tongues danced together, exploring and tasting, as we moved toward the bed, both lost in the heat of the moment. I carried Deeksha into the bedroom. A thrill ran through me, knowing that I was about to fulfil another of my fantasies.
I gently laid her down on the marital bed, the same bed where I had shared countless intimate moments with my wife. This time, however, it was Deeksha’s turn to experience the passion I had been holding back. Deeksha, burning with desire, pulled me close, her eyes filled with a fiery intensity.
In one swift motion, she tore off my t-shirt, revealing my bare chest. With a playful push, she had me lying on the bed. Before I could react, she climbed on top of me, her lips finding mine in a fierce, hungry kiss. Her hands roamed over my chest, tracing the contours of my muscles as our lips met again and again.
The kiss deepened, our tongues tangling in a dance of raw, unbridled passion. Deeksha’s urgency matched my own, and I felt the heat between us intensify with every touch, every kiss, every breath. The unleashed wildness of Deeksha took me aback.
But I revelled in the fact that it was my touch that had ignited this passionate fire within her. Eager to cherish every moment, I surrendered myself to the intoxicating sensation of her lips exploring my skin. Deeksha’s kisses journeyed down my chest. I felt a rush of pleasure coursing through me.
Her lips, warm and eager, roamed freely over my body, stoking the flames of desire. When they reached my nipples, she didn’t hesitate to tease them with her tongue. Sending waves of ecstasy rippling through my body with each passionate bite.
With practised ease, my hands found their way to Deeksha’s back, tracing the curves of her spine with a gentle touch. The smoothness of her skin beneath my fingertips stirred a primal hunger within me. I eagerly unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts to my hungry gaze.
Even as I removed her bra, Deeksha’s lips continued their assault on my skin. Moved from my chest to my face with an urgency that matched my own. I wasted no time in divesting her of her remaining clothing, discarding her top and bra in a swift motion.
Deeksha made no move to stop me. Her hands raised in eager anticipation as I stripped her bare. Her eyes blazed with a fiery passion that mirrored my own. At that moment, we were both consumed by an overwhelming sense of desire.
Deeksha nestled her breasts against my chest, revelling in the warmth of my embrace as my hands caressed her back with gentle tenderness. With each touch, our passion intensified, fueling the flames of our desire until it burned bright and hot between us.
Deeksha: Your touch drives me crazy, Mohit.
Mohit: And you make me lose control, Deeksha.
Deeksha pressed her body against mine. I couldn’t help but be aroused by her boldness. With a surge of desire, I flipped her onto her back, positioning myself over her. I took one of her breasts into my mouth, my lips and tongue working their magic.
Deeksha: Don’t be gentle, Mohit. Go wild on me. Press my boobs wildly, maul them, bite them, eat them, and do everything with them.
Her bold request sent a thrill coursing through me, igniting a primal fire within me. I eagerly obliged, my passion matching hers with fervour.
Mohit: You’re driving me wild, Deeksha. I can’t resist you.
Encouraged by Deeksha’s passionate response, I felt a surge of excitement coursing through me. She urged me not to hold back, to indulge in the wild pleasure of our desire.
Mohit: I’ll leave my mark on you, Deeksha. I am going to give you lots of love bites and hickeys today, just like a lion marking his territory.
With a mischievous grin, I began trailing kisses across her breasts. My lips leave behind a trail of love bites, each one a testament to our shared passion and desire. I kissed her breasts, and Deeksha encouraged me by pressing my head closer to her chest, urging me to explore every inch of her soft flesh.
I complied eagerly, savouring the feel of her supple skin against my lips. Deeksha moaned softly, her voice filled with desire, “Mohit, don’t stop. Please, ravish me.”
Her words sent a thrill through me, igniting a fire of passion within me. I continued to lavish attention on her breasts. I could feel her growing more desperate with each touch. Her moans grew louder as she pleaded for more.
With a newfound sense of urgency, I intensified my efforts, determined to fulfil her every desire. In between kisses, I trailed my lips along her neck, collarbone, and shoulder. I was relishing the shivers of pleasure that ran through her body with each tender touch.
I wanted to arouse her to the peak of desire, to lose herself completely in the intensity of our shared passion. Deeksha’s hands ventured inside my shorts, and a surge of excitement coursed through me. With eager anticipation, she grasped my dick, her touch sending shivers of pleasure down my spine.
I assisted her by removing my shorts and underwear, eager to fully indulge in the moment. Sensing an opportunity, Deeksha pushed me gently onto my back and positioned herself between my legs. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she began to explore my manhood.
Her delicate fingers moved my foreskin up and down with a tantalizing rhythm. Each stroke sent waves of pleasure washing over me. I surrendered myself completely to her skilled touch. Deeksha sat between my legs. The soft glow of the room illuminated her bare torso.
I couldn’t help but marvel at her beauty. Her hair cascaded down her back in a silky cascade, framing her exquisite features and accentuating the curves of her body. At that moment, she was the epitome of sensuality, a vision of pure desire.
As she began to tie her hair back, a sense of anticipation filled the air. I could feel my pulse quicken with every movement. My heart was pounding in my chest as I waited with bated breath for what was to come next. Then she lowered her gaze to meet mine, her eyes alight with a mischievous glint.
With a tantalizing smile, she pressed her lips against the tip of my aching dick, sending a jolt of pleasure. I moaned softly, unable to contain the overwhelming sensation that washed over me. Her touch was electric, igniting a fire within me. It burned with an intensity I had never known before.
As I lay there, lost in ecstasy, I couldn’t help but wonder where she had learned such skill. It was as if she had unlocked a hidden talent, tapping into a wellspring of desire that lay dormant within her. Curiosity got the better of me. I couldn’t resist asking her how she had become so adept at the art of pleasure.
Her response took me by surprise. Her words carried a weight of confidence and determination that left me speechless. “I don’t only study my course books, Mohit,” she said with a playful twinkle in her eye. “Now, just enjoy what your student has learned from the past few days.”
With that, she took my dick into her mouth, her movements both gentle and purposeful. Each flick of her tongue sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through my body, driving me to the brink of ecstasy. I closed my eyes and surrendered myself to the sensation, moaning her name.
She expertly brought me to the pinnacle of pleasure. In that moment, there was only her and I, lost in a world of pure bliss. With every movement, she pushed me closer to the edge. Her lips and tongue work in perfect harmony to drive me wild with desire.
It was a moment of pure ecstasy, a fleeting glimpse of paradise in a world consumed by passion. I gently pushed Deeksha’s head down onto my shaft. She surprised me by not resisting. Instead, she welcomed me eagerly, taking my entire length into her mouth with a hunger that left me breathless.
It was as if she desired to be choked, to be gagged, to experience the full intensity of our passion without reservation. At that moment, I realized that she was no longer the same Deeksha I had known before. She had shed her innocence like a cloak, embracing her newfound desires.
The enthusiasm ignited something primal within me. The transition from innocence to lust was exhilarating to witness. I found myself drawn to her in ways I had never imagined. I watched her, lost in the throes of passion. I couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement.
This new side of Deeksha, this uninhibited, wild creature, was intoxicating. I knew that I wanted to explore every inch of her newfound sensuality. With each movement, each gasp of pleasure that escaped her lips, I felt myself drawn deeper into her embrace.
It was as if we were two souls united in a dance of desire. Our bodies moved in perfect harmony as we surrendered ourselves to the intoxicating rhythm of our passion. In that moment, there was no past, no future, only the present. It was filled with the raw intensity of our shared desire.
I lost myself in her. I couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty of this transformation. This journey from innocence to ecstasy that we were embarking on together. I was enjoying the blowjob from Deeksha. The pleasure intensified, building up rapidly.
My breathing became ragged. I could feel the familiar surge signalling that I was about to cum.
“Deeksha, I’m close,” I managed to say with a trembling voice.
Sensing my urgency, Deeksha pulled my dick out of her mouth and started shaking it with eager hands. The sight of her, topless and wild, ready to catch every drop of my cum, was intoxicating. With a final, powerful surge, I cum.
Deeksha caught most of it in her hands, letting the rest splatter across her neck, boobs, and navel. The sight of my cum glistening on her skin, combined with her openness and wild enthusiasm, was an image of pure ecstasy. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and mischief.
“Did you enjoy that, Mohit?” she asked, her voice husky and breathless.
I could only nod, still lost in the aftermath of the intense pleasure. “You have no idea, Deeksha. That was incredible.”
She smiled, a sultry, knowing smile that promised even more pleasures to come. “Good. Because we’re just getting started.”
I made Deeksha lie on the bed and pulled the drawer nearby, taking out something that caught her completely off guard. She wasn’t expecting this at all. As I revealed the blindfold and handcuffs, I saw the surprise in her eyes.
“Are you ready to go to an extreme level of pleasure?” I asked her, my voice filled with anticipation.
Deeksha just smiled, her eyes sparkling with consent and excitement. With her silent agreement, I took her hands and locked them with the handcuffs above her head. This position made her breasts protrude beautifully, creating a mesmerizing sight that I couldn’t take my eyes off.
Next, I covered her eyes with the blindfold. It heightened her other senses and added a layer of excitement and slight fear. I could see her chest rising and falling more rapidly. She became aroused, anticipating what was coming next. The thrill of the unknown mixed with her trust in me was palpable.
“You look so beautiful like this, Deeksha,” I whispered, my breath hot against her ear.
Deeksha’s lips parted slightly, and she let out a soft moan. “I’m ready, Mohit. Do whatever you want.”
I began by gently kissing her neck, allowing my lips to trail down to her collarbone, feeling her shiver beneath my touch. I moved lower, taking my time to savour every inch of her skin. My hands explored her body freely. Her nipples hardened under my caresses.
I could feel her body arching towards me, craving more. Deeksha’s breath hitched. I continued my exploration, my hands running down her sides, teasing the sensitive skin just above her waistline. Her anticipation was palpable, and every sound she made spurred me on.
I kissed her breasts, each touch deliberate and slow, making sure she felt every bit of my attention.
“Please, Mohit,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need. “Don’t stop.”
“I’m just getting started,” I replied, my voice husky with desire. I nibbled gently on her earlobe before moving back down to her breasts. Taking one nipple into my mouth while my hand squeezed and massaged the other.
Deeksha moaned louder, her body writhing beneath me as I continued to tease and please her. The combination of the blindfold and handcuffs left her vulnerable yet utterly aroused. I relished the sight of her like this, completely surrendered to the sensations I was creating.
I moved lower, trailing kisses down her stomach and pausing to swirl my tongue around her navel. I felt her muscles tense in anticipation. Her hips began to move involuntarily, seeking out my touch, and I knew she was ready for more.
“Tell me what you want, Deeksha,” I said, my voice a low growl.
“I want you, Mohit,” she replied breathlessly. “I want all of you.”
With a grin, I continued my descent, eager to give her exactly what she desired.
I started moving down, kissing Deeksha’s body. My lips trailed over her thighs and legs, still covered by her long skirt. I could feel her restlessness growing. She squirmed under my touch, the heat between her legs intensifying with every kiss.
I could sense her anticipation, her need for more, but I was in no rush. I gently moved her skirt up, kissing every inch of her legs and inner thighs, teasing her with a slow, deliberate pace. Her hips lifted instinctively, a silent plea for me to take off her skirt.
“Please, Mohit,” she whispered, her voice trembling with desire.
I didn’t make her wait any longer. I slid her skirt off, revealing her smooth, bare skin. The sight of her lying there blindfolded and handcuffed, her body exposed and vulnerable, was incredibly arousing. But I wasn’t done teasing her yet.
With all my experience in foreplay, I was going to make this a moment she would never forget. I continued to kiss her inner thighs, inching closer to her most sensitive areas but never quite reaching them. Her breaths became ragged, her body trembling with anticipation and frustration.
“God, Mohit, you’re driving me crazy,” she moaned, her voice a mix of desperation and pleasure.
I smiled, savouring the control I had over her. “Patience, Deeksha. We’re just getting started.”
I kissed and nibbled my way up her thighs, feeling her muscles tense and quiver under my lips. Her reactions spurred me on, making me want to push her even further. I knew exactly how to touch her, how to tease her, to bring her to the edge without letting her fall over.
Her breathing quickened, her hips writhing beneath me. I continued my slow, torturous exploration of her body. The blindfold heightened her senses. Every touch and kiss magnified, sending her spiralling deeper into pleasure.
“Mohit, please,” she begged, her voice almost a whimper.
I paused, looking up at her, her face flushed, her body trembling. “You trust me, right?”
“Yes,” she breathed, her voice filled with longing.
“Then let me take you to places you’ve never been,” I whispered, my lips brushing against her skin.
I resumed my slow, deliberate kisses, moving ever closer to her core but never quite giving her what she so desperately wanted. The tension in her body built and built, her need growing with every passing second.
I relished every moment of it, knowing that when I finally gave her what she craved, it would be a release like no other.
To be continued.
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