I poured the wine into her glass and raised mine. She took a sip, her eyes sparkling, her smile brighter than ever. She kept praising me for all the effort, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
Me: Finally, I can see a real smile on your face.
Shwetha: Yeah… you did all this and for a moment, I forgot all my tensions.
Me: Are you okay now?
Shwetha: More than okay.
I leaned in with a grin.
Me: Since this is our first date… should we cut the cake?
She nodded happily. We celebrated together, feeding each other small bites. I smeared a little cream on her cheek. She gasped, laughed, and playfully hit my shoulder before grabbing a tissue to wipe it off.
Before she could, I mischievously dabbed cream on her lips.
Shwetha: Don’t do that!
I caught her hand, leaned in, and slowly sucked the cream from her lips. Our eyes locked. Without hesitation, I pressed my lips against hers. She parted them willingly, inviting my tongue inside. Our tongues tangled hungrily as we kissed, deep and passionate, losing ourselves completely in the moment.
We kissed like starving lions, and as I pinned her against the wall, I devoured her lips—biting and sucking them—while trailing desperate, hungry kisses all over her face and neck.
She gripped my hand tightly as I kissed down her neck and nibbled her earlobes; she moaned uncontrollably, whispering, “Ha… hmm… yeah… kiss me, baby.” I cupped her face, pressed my mouth back to hers, and hungrily chewed on her lips, deepening the kiss with raw passion.
She wrapped her legs around me and kissed me deeper, our mouths desperate and hungry. Letting go of her hands, she clung to me tightly, pulling me closer as I cupped and fondled her breasts over her dress. Her fingers dug into my back, dragging me against her body while I kissed her hard, kneading her soft curves and pressing her closer into me.
I lowered myself and kissed her breasts over the fabric of her dress; she looked down at me, breathless, whispering, “I want more… don’t stop.” I spun her around, pressing her against the wall as I kissed her back and nibbled on her ears. Hugging her tightly from behind, I ground my hard dick against her ass, and she moaned out, “Hmm… ahh… yesss…”
I slowly pulled down the zip of her dress, revealing a deep maroon-black bra with delicate hooks. Sliding the straps of her dress off her shoulders, I kissed along her bare skin, lingering on her shoulder while holding her hand firmly. She shivered under my touch, her body tensing for a moment before releasing a deep, shaky breath.
Her moans grew louder, and I covered her mouth with my hand as my lips trailed down her bare back. Turning her to face me again, I slid her dress completely off—leaving her in just a maroon bra and dark blue panties. I pulled her into my arms, kissing her wildly, biting her lips, my hands roaming everywhere as I pinched and teased every inch of her body.
She broke the kiss, her eyes burning with lust, and whispered in a desperate, trembling voice, “Take me, babe… I can’t wait anymore. Make me yours—fuck me until my desire explodes. Break me apart if you have to..
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