Chapter 3: Anita submits to Ravi, and start loving it
Okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "One night. But only if you find Ammu." Anita added, trying to maintain some semblance of control in the situation.
Ravi smirked, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Deal," he said, extending his hand towards her. Anita hesitated for a moment before placing her hand in his, sealing the agreement.
Ravi wasted no time, his hands immediately going to her waist, pulling her closer to him. "I've been thinking about this all day," he growled, his lips descending onto hers, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss. Anita moaned, her body melting into his, her hands clutching at his shirt, pulling him closer.
Anita decided she would not submit, but let him do whatever he wanted. She would not participate willingly, she thought defiantly. But Ravi had other plans. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, throwing her roughly onto the bed. Anita landed with a thud, her breath knocked out of her. Ravi stood over her, his eyes gleaming with lust and power.
"You think you can resist me, Anita?" he sneered, his voice cold and hard. "You think you can deny me what I want?"
Anita glared up at him, her chin tilted defiantly. "Yes, I can. I won't give in to you, Ravi.
You might have my body, but you'll never have my consent or my enjoyment," Anita spat, her eyes blazing with anger and determination. Ravi laughed, a cold, harsh sound that sent shivers down Anita's spine.
"Feisty, aren't you? I like that. Makes the chase more interesting," he said, his voice laced with amusement. He began to unbutton his shirt, his eyes never leaving hers. "But mark my words, Anita. By the time I'm done with you, you'll be begging for my cock, pleading for release."
Anita scoffed, rolling her eyes.
"You're delusional if you think I'll beg for anything from you, Ravi."
Ravi finished unbuttoning his shirt, letting it fall to the floor. His chest was toned, his abs defined, and Anita hated herself for noticing. He smirked, as if reading her thoughts, and began to unbuckle his belt.
"Let's see how long you can hold out, Anita," he said, his voice a low growl as he pushed his pants down, revealing black boxer briefs that left little to the imagination.
His cock strained against the fabric, a thick, long bulge that made Anita's heart race and her mouth go dry. She hated herself for reacting to him, for her body betraying her. "Like what you see, Anita?" he taunted, hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his boxers, slowly pulling them down. His cock sprang free, long and thick, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Anita's eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat as she took in the sight of him.
Fuck, he was huge. She had never seen a cock that big before, and the thought of it inside her made her feel a mix of fear and excitement. She tried to push the excitement aside, reminding herself that she wasn't going to enjoy this, that she was only doing this to find Ammu.
Ravi saw the look in her eyes and smirked. "See something you like, Anita?" he taunted, wrapping his hand around his shaft, pumping it slowly. "This is what you're going to be riding tonight, baby.
Every thick inch of it," Ravi said, his voice laced with arrogance as he stroked his cock. Anita glared at him, hating the way her body responded to his words, to the sight of him touching himself. She could feel her panties growing damp, her nipples hardening under her blouse, and she cursed herself for her weakness.
Ravi chuckled, seeing the effect he was having on her. "Don't worry, Anita. I'll make sure you're ready for me.
Now, let's get these clothes off you," Ravi said, his voice firm as he reached for the hem of Anita's blouse. She stiffened, her hands flying up to grab his wrists, stopping him mid-movement.
"No, wait. I... I'll do it," Anita stammered, her cheeks flushing. Ravi raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Afraid I'll rip them off, Anita? Don't worry, I'll be gentle. For now," he added, his voice dropping to a low growl.
Anita took a deep breath, her hands shaking as she reached for the buttons of her blouse. She undid them slowly, her eyes locked with Ravi's, daring him to look away. He didn't, his gaze intense, hungry, as he watched her reveal her creamy skin inch by inch.
When the last button was undone, Anita shrugged off her blouse, letting it fall to the floor. She sat before him in her black lace bra, her breathing ragged, her heart pounding in her chest.
Ravi's eyes roamed over her, taking in every curve, every dip, his gaze hot and hungry. He reached out, tracing the edge of her bra with his finger, making her shiver.
"Beautiful," he murmured, his voice low and rough. "You're fucking beautiful, Anita."
Anita bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan as his finger brushed against the swell of her breast. She could feel her nipples hardening, pressing against the lace, aching for his touch. She hated herself for responding to him, for wanting him, but she couldn't help it.
There was something about Ravi, something raw and primal that called to her, that made her feel alive. She wanted to hate him, to fight him, but her body betrayed her, yearning for his touch, his kiss, his cock.
Ravi seemed to sense her capitulation, his smirk growing wider as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her skirt, pulling it down in one swift motion. Anita gasped, her hands flying to cover her panties, but Ravi was quicker. He grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head, his body pressing down on hers.
"You're not covering yourself from me, Anita. Not anymore," he growled, his eyes burning into hers. She struggled for a moment, but he held her firmly in place, his grip unyielding.
Ravi's mouth descended onto hers, his tongue forcing its way inside, exploring, dominating. Anita tried to resist, but her body betrayed her, her lips parting, her tongue tangling with his. He tasted of power and desire, and she couldn't get enough.
His hands were everywhere, roaming over her body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples through the lace of her bra.
Anita gasped, her back arching, pressing her tits further into his hands. Fuck, she thought, hating herself for enjoying this, for wanting more.
Ravi chuckled, as if reading her mind. "You like that, don't you, Anita? You like my hands on your tits, squeezing them, making them ache for my touch."
She glared at him, her breath coming in short gasps. "No, I don't. I hate it. I hate you."
Ravi smirked, his fingers deftly unhooking her bra, releasing her breasts.
"Liar," he whispered, his breath hot on her neck as he trailed kisses down to her collarbone. "Your body tells a different story."
Anita bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan as his mouth closed around her nipple, sucking hard. His tongue flicked over the sensitive bud, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core. She could feel her panties growing damp, her hips grinding against his thigh of their own accord.
Ravi chuckled, his hand sliding down her stomach, slipping under the waistband of her panties. "So wet, Anita.
Your pussy is soaked for me," Ravi growled, his fingers sliding through her folds, finding her clit and rubbing it in slow circles. Anita gasped, her hips bucking against his hand, seeking more friction. Her body craved his touch, his kiss, his cock.
"Tell me you want me, Anita," Ravi demanded, his voice low and commanding. "Tell me you want my cock inside you, stretching you, filling you up."
Anita shook her head, her teeth sinking into her lower lip.
"Never," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I'll never say that."
Ravi smiled, a cruel twist of his lips. "We'll see about that," he said, his fingers still working her clit, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Anita could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tensing, her breath coming in short gasps. She tried to fight it, to hold back, but it was no use. With a cry, she came, her body convulsing, her pussy pulsing around his fingers.
Ravi watched her, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
"That's just the beginning, Anita. I'm going to make you come so many times, you'll lose count," he promised, his voice a low growl. He slipped his fingers out of her panties, bringing them to his mouth, sucking her juices off of them. "Mmm, delicious," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers.
Anita glared at him, hating the way her body responded to him, hating the way he made her feel. "You're disgusting," she spat, her voice filled with venom.
Ravi chuckled, unfazed by her words. But this disgusting man’s disgusting cock wil be pleasuring ur wet pussy tonight, anita . And you’re going to love every fucking second of it."
He leaned down, his mouth capturing hers in a bruising kiss. His tongue forced its way inside, dominating, conquering. Anita tried to push him away, but he was too strong, too powerful. She could feel his erection pressing against her, hard and insistent, and she hated herself for the way her body responded.
Ravi broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, nipping at her skin.
Anita gasped, her hands clawing at his back, whether to push him away or pull him closer, she wasn't sure. Ravi chuckled, his hands sliding down to her ass, squeezing the flesh roughly.
"Spread your legs for me, Anita," he commanded, his voice a low growl. She hesitated for a moment, then slowly opened her thighs, allowing him space between them. Ravi groaned, his fingers slipping under the waistband of her panties, pushing them aside.
"Fuck, you're soaking, Anita," he muttered, his fingers sliding through her folds, finding her entrance.
He leaned to suck her mouth, and at the same time, He pushed two fingers inside her, curling them upwards, hitting that sweet spot that made her gasp. "You're tight, baby. So fucking tight."
Anita bit her lip, trying to suppress a moan as he began to move his fingers in and out of her, setting a steady rhythm. She could feel her body responding, her hips moving in sync with his hand, seeking more friction.
Ravi watched her, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Look at you, riding my fingers like a good little slut," he taunted, his thumb finding her clit, rubbing it in slow circles.
Anita glared at him, hating the way her body responded to his words, to his touch. But despite her anger, she couldn't stop her hips from moving, from seeking more of his fingers, more of his touch.
Ravi smirked, his eyes never leaving hers as he added another finger, stretching her even more. "That's it, baby. Take my fingers like a good girl. Imagine it's my cock stretching you open, filling you up."
Anita gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders as he curled his fingers inside her, hitting that sweet spot that made her see stars. And she had her first orgasm , her pussy pulsing around his fingers, her body shaking with the intensity of it.
Ravi chuckled, his fingers still moving inside her, drawing out her orgasm. "That's one," he said, his voice low and smug. "Let's see how many more we can get to before I replace these fingers with my cock." But she couldn't deny the truth - she wanted him. She wanted his cock inside her, filling her up, making her come again and again.
She hated herself for it, but she couldn't deny the truth - she wanted him. Ravi must have sensed her surrender because he withdrew his fingers, making her whimper at the loss. He grinned, knowing exactly what he was doing to her.
"Turn over, Anita," he ordered, his voice firm. She hesitated for a moment before complying, turning onto her stomach. Ravi ran his hands over her ass, squeezing the flesh roughly. "Such a perfect ass," he murmured, his voice filled with appreciation.
He gave it a sharp smack, making Anita yelp in surprise. The sting quickly turned into heat, spreading through her body, making her pussy throb.
"Ravi!" she exclaimed, her voice muffled by the pillow.
"Shh, baby. I'm just getting started," he said, his voice a low growl. He smacked her ass again, harder this time, making her gasp. He alternated between smacks and caresses, his hands roaming over her flesh, making her squirm beneath him.
Anita could feel her arousal growing, her panties becoming increasingly damp. She felt dirty, being so sticky and wet while lying there, exposed and vulnerable. But she also felt alive, her senses heightened, her body tingling with anticipation.
Ravi's hands moved to her inner thighs, pushing them apart gently yet firmly. Anita tensed, feeling a mix of fear and excitement. She had never been with a man like Ravi before, someone so dominant, so demanding. She wasn't sure she could handle it, but her body craved it nonetheless.
"Relax, Anita," Ravi murmured, his voice low and soothing.
"I'm not going to hurt you. Not unless you ask me to."
Anita took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. She could feel Ravi's eyes on her, watching her every movement, anticipating her every reaction. It both excited and terrified her.
Ravi's fingers traced the edge of her panties, making her shiver. "These are in my way," he said, his voice gruff. Before she could respond, he hooked his fingers into the waistband and pulled them down, baring her completely to him.
Anita gasped, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment and arousal.
She tried to close her legs, to hide herself from Ravi's gaze, but he was having none of it. He grabbed her thighs, holding them open, his eyes feasting on her bare pussy.
"Fuck, Anita. Look at you, all pink and swollen. Your pussy is begging for my cock," Ravi growled, his voice thick with desire. He ran a finger through her folds, making her jerk at the sudden contact. "So wet, baby.
Your pussy is dripping for me," Ravi murmured, his fingers sliding through her folds, gathering her juices. He brought them to his mouth, sucking them clean, his eyes never leaving hers. "Delicious. I could eat you out all day."
Anita watched him, her heart pounding in her chest, her body aching with need. She hated herself for wanting him, for craving his touch, but she couldn't deny the truth. She wanted him, more than she had ever wanted anyone before.
Ravi seemed to sense her surrender, his smirk growing wider as he positioned himself between her thighs.
Anita could feel his cock, hard and throbbing, pressing against her entrance. She took a deep breath, trying to prepare herself for what was to come.
"Look at me, Anita," Ravi commanded, his voice firm. She hesitantly met his gaze, her eyes wide with a mix of fear and anticipation. "Good girl," he murmured, his thumb brushing against her cheek. "Remember, you asked for this. You offered your body to me, and I'm going to take it. Every fucking inch of it."
Anita bit her lip, nodding slightly.
Now guide me in , baby . Show me where you want my cock," Ravi said, his voice low and commanding. Anita hesitated for a moment before reaching down, wrapping her small hand around his thick shaft. She guided him to her entrance, her heart pounding in her chest. Ravi groaned, his eyes closing briefly as he felt her touch. Your hand feels so good," he muttered, his hips jerking involuntarily. Anita looked up at him, her eyes wide and uncertain. Ravi smiled, his thumb brushing against her cheek. "It's okay, baby.
Just relax and let me in," Ravi coaxed, his voice softening as he felt her tense up. Anita took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. She looked up at Ravi, his eyes filled with desire and patience, and she nodded, giving him the silent permission he needed.
Ravi pushed forward, the head of his cock slipping inside her. Anita gasped, her nails digging into his forearms as she felt herself stretching to accommodate him. Fuck, he was big. She had never felt so full, so complete.
"Oh god, Ravi.
You're so big," Anita gasped, her eyes wide as she felt him stretch her. Ravi smirked, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he pushed in deeper, inch by agonizing inch.
"Take it, Anita. Take every fucking inch of me," he growled, his voice laced with dominance. Anita whimpered, her body struggling to adjust to his size. She could feel him everywhere, filling her completely, touching places she hadn't known existed.
"Fuck, you're tight, baby. Your pussy is made only for my cock, Anita.
Say it," Ravi demanded, his voice a low growl as he bottomed out inside her, his balls slapping against her ass. Anita gasped, her body trembling as she adjusted to his size. She could feel him everywhere, his cock throbbing inside her, stretching her to her limits.
"Say it, Anita," Ravi repeated, his voice firm as he began to move, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in, making her gasp. "Say that your pussy belongs to me."
Anita bit her lip, her eyes flashing with defiance.
"No," she spat, her voice barely audible. "My pussy doesn't belong to you."
Ravi chuckled, a low, dangerous sound that sent shivers down Anita's spine. "We'll see about that," he said, his voice a low growl as he began to move, pulling out slowly before thrusting back in, making her gasp. "You're mine now, Anita. Every inch of you."
Anita tried to hold back her moans, to suppress the pleasure that was building inside her, but it was no use.
Ravi's cock felt too good, too right, as it slid in and out of her, hitting all the right spots. She could feel her body responding, her hips moving in sync with his, seeking more friction, more depth. Your pussy is gripping me so tight. Like a fucking vice," Ravi groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as he increased his pace, slamming into her harder and faster. "You feel so fucking good, baby. Better than I imagined."
Anita gasped, his words sending a thrill through her. Her no good husband never talked during coupling.
Never told her how good she felt, how beautiful she looked when she came. But Ravi, oh, Ravi was different. He was filthy, crude, and it turned Anita on more than she cared to admit.
"Fuck, Anita, your cunt is milking my cock. You like that, don't you? You like being filled up by my thick dick?" Ravi grunted, his hips slapping against her ass as he pounded into her.
Anita bit her lip, trying to hold back her response, but it was useless.
Ravi's filthy words, combined with the sensation of his thick cock sliding in and out of her, were pushing her closer and closer to the edge. She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tensing, her breath coming in short gasps.
"Answer me, Anita," Ravi growled, his voice a low command. "Tell me you like my cock inside you."
Anita shook her head, her hair fanning out on the pillow. "No," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Ravi chuckled, a low, dangerous sound that sent shivers down her spine.
"Liar," he said, his voice a low growl as he reached around and found her clit, rubbing it in slow circles. Anita gasped, her body arching as pleasure coursed through her. "Your body tells a different story, Anita. Your pussy is gripping my cock like it never wants to let go. You're loving every fucking inch of me inside you."
Anita tried to hold back her moans, but they escaped her lips anyway, filling the room with the sound of her pleasure. Ravi smirked, his fingers still working her clit, driving her closer and closer to the edge.
if you don’t want me to hear u control your moans, Anita darling, u have an option. He teased.. you want to know that option?
Ravi asked, his voice a low growl as he continued to pound into her, his fingers still working her clit. Anita shook her head, her eyes squeezed shut, trying to block out the pleasure that was threatening to consume her. No, she didn't want to know. She didn't want to give him any more power over her.
But Ravi seemed to sense her resistance, his smirk growing wider as he leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Use my name, Anita. Say 'fuck me, Ravi,' and I'll make sure you can't make a sound. Just kiss me, my mouth will absorb all your moans, your screams….
your cries of pleasure. Let me taste you, Anita. Let me swallow your screams," Ravi whispered, his voice a low growl as he captured her mouth in a searing kiss. Anita gasped, her lips parting to allow his tongue entry. He explored her mouth, his tongue tangling with hers, swallowing her moans as he promised.
Anita could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing as Ravi's fingers worked her clit, his cock sliding in and out of her at a steady pace.
She tried to hold back, to resist the pleasure that was threatening to consume her, but it was no use. With a cry, she came, her pussy pulsing around Ravi's cock, her body shaking with the intensity of it.
Ravi groaned, his fingers still working her clit, drawing out her orgasm. That was beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. Has any other cock given u so much pleasure? Tell me
, Anita. Tell me how good my cock feels inside you," Ravi demanded, his voice a low growl as he continued to move inside her, his fingers still working her clit. Anita shook her head, her eyes squeezed shut, refusing to answer. "I'll take that as a no," he said, his voice smug. "No other cock has ever filled you up like this, has it, Anita?
None of those men you've been with could make you come like I can," Ravi said, his voice a low growl as he continued to move inside her, his fingers still working her clit. Anita shook her head, her hair fanning out on the pillow, her body still trembling from her orgasm. "No, none of them could," she admitted, her voice barely audible. Ravi smirked, his fingers still moving, drawing out her pleasure. "That's right, baby. Because you were made for me.
Your pussy was made to take my cock, Anita. To stretch around it, to squeeze it, to milk it until I fill you up with my cum," Ravi said, his voice a low growl as he continued to move inside her, his fingers still working her clit. Anita gasped, her body responding to his words, her hips moving in sync with his. "Yes, Ravi," she whispered, her voice filled with desire. "Your cock feels so good inside me. I've never felt anything like it."
but tell me the golden words darling Anita… tell me your pussy is made for only my cock… say it, Anita. Say it and I’ll reward you," Ravi said, his voice a low growl as he continued to move inside her, his fingers still working her clit. Anita hesitated for a moment before whispering, "My pussy is made for your cock, Ravi. Only yours."
Ravi groaned, his fingers still moving, his cock throbbing inside her. "Good girl," he murmured, his voice filled with approval. "Now, let's see if you can take all of me."
Before Anita could respond, Ravi grabbed her hips, flipping her onto her hands and knees.
She gasped, her hair falling in waves around her face as she looked back at him, her eyes wide with surprise and excitement. Ravi smirked, his hands gripping her ass, spreading her cheeks apart to reveal her tight little hole.
"You've got such a perfect ass, Anita," he said, his voice a low growl as he leaned down, his tongue flicking out to trace the seam of her ass. Anita gasped, her body jerking at the unexpected contact. "Ravi, what are you doing?" she asked, her voice filled with uncertainty.
Ravi chuckled, his breath hot on her skin. "I'm going to fuck your ass, Anita. I'm going to claim every hole of yours."
Anita gasped, her eyes widening in shock and a hint of fear. "No, Ravi. I've never... I mean, I can't..." she stammered, her cheeks flushing red.
Ravi silenced her with a slap on her ass, making her yelp. "You can, and you will," he said, his voice firm. "I'm going to teach you to take my cock in your ass, Anita.
You're going to love it, trust me," Ravi said, his voice a low growl as he spread her ass cheeks wider, exposing her tight little hole to him. Anita whimpered, her body tensing as she felt his breath on her most intimate place. She had never been touched there before, never even considered it, and the thought of Ravi's thick cock invading her virgin ass made her both nervous and excited.
Ravi chuckled, sensing her apprehension. "Don't worry, baby. I'll go slow.
I promise," Ravi murmured, his voice soothing as he leaned down, his tongue flicking out to circle her tight hole. It felt strange, yet somehow exhilarating, to have Ravi's tongue exploring such an intimate place.
"R-Ravi, what are you doing?" she stammered, her voice filled with uncertainty.
"Relax, baby. I'm just getting you ready," he replied, his voice low and husky as he continued to tease her ass with his tongue.
Anita gasped, her body tensing as she felt Ravi's tongue push against her tight hole, breaching it slightly.
"R-Ravi, please," she begged, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and discomfort. Ravi chuckled, his tongue continuing to probe her ass, stretching her slightly. "Please what, Anita? Please stop, or please don't stop?" he asked, his voice a low growl.
"Please... don't stop," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ravi smirked, his tongue pushing further into her ass, making her gasp. "You're going to love this, Anita. Trust me."
Anita took a deep breath, trying to relax her body as Ravi continued to explore her ass with his tongue. She could feel herself growing more aroused, her pussy throbbing with need. She had never felt anything like this before, never imagined that something so taboo could feel so good.
After what felt like an eternity, Ravi finally pulled away, leaving Anita feeling empty and bereft.
She heard the sound of foil tearing, and then Ravi's hands were on her hips, positioning himself at her entrance once more.
"Ready, baby?" he asked, his voice a low rumble.
Anita nodded, bracing herself for what was to come. Ravi pushed forward, his thick cock stretching her asshole wide. She gasped, her nails digging into the sheets as she felt herself being invaded in a way she had never experienced before.
"Fuck, you're tight," Ravi groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as he held still, allowing her to adjust to his size.
"Breathe, Anita. Relax and breathe," he coached, his voice low and soothing. Anita took a deep breath, trying to relax her body, to accept the intrusion. She could feel every inch of Ravi's cock, stretching her ass, filling her completely. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced, and she wasn't sure she liked it. Yet, there was something undeniably exciting about being so completely dominated by Ravi, about giving him this part of herself that she had never given to anyone else.
She took another deep breath, her body relaxing slightly as she adjusted to his size. Good girl," Ravi murmured, his voice filled with approval as he began to move, pulling out slowly before pushing back in, inch by agonizing inch. Anita gasped, her body tensing as she felt him moving inside her, stretching her, filling her completely.
"Fuck, Ravi. It's too much," she moaned, her fingers gripping the sheets tightly as she struggled to adjust to the intense sensation.
Ravi leaned over her curved back and held her breast in one hand..
He pinched her nipple, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core. "No, it's not too much, Anita. Your ass was made to take my cock," he growled, his voice laced with dominance. "You're doing so well, baby. Taking my cock like a good girl."
Anita whimpered, her body responding to his words, his touch. She could feel her arousal growing, her pussy throbbing with need. She had never felt so full, so complete, and yet, she wanted more. She wanted Ravi to fuck her hard, to claim her completely.
She wanted to be used, to be owned by him. The realization shocked her, but she couldn't deny the truth. She was his now, and she wanted him to take her, to mark her as his.
"Harder, Ravi," she begged, her voice filled with desperation. "Fuck me harder."
Ravi growled, his fingers digging into her hips as he complied, slamming into her with renewed vigor. His balls slapped against her ass, the sound of their flesh meeting filling the room. Anita moaned, her body rocking with each thrust, her tits bouncing wildly.
Ravi's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, leaving bruises that would serve as a reminder of their encounter. He was fucking her hard, just like she'd asked, his thick cock splitting her ass in two, stretching her beyond belief.
"Fuck, Ravi! Yes! Harder!" Anita screamed, her voice echoing off the walls of the dimly lit room. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing, her pussy throbbing with need. She had never felt so alive, so completely consumed by pleasure.
Ravi's cock filled her ass, stretching her to her limits, hitting places she hadn't known existed. His fingers dug into her hips, pulling her back onto him with each thrust, their bodies slapping together in a filthy symphony of lust. Your ass is gripping me so tight. Like a fucking vise," Ravi grunted, his voice strained with effort. "You're taking my cock like a good little slut."
Anita whimpered, his words sending a thrill through her. She had never been spoken to like this before, never been used so completely.
And yet, she loved it. She loved the way Ravi's rough words made her feel, the way they ignited a fire within her that she couldn't control. She was his slut, his toy, and she reveled in it.
"Fuck, yes. Call me your slut, Ravi," she panted, her voice filled with desire. "I'm your dirty little slut, and I love it."
Ravi growled, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing it in fast, tight circles. "That's right, Anita.
You're my dirty little slut, and you're going to come all over my cock while I fuck your tight little ass," Ravi snarled, his fingers working her clit with expert precision. Anita cried out, her body writhing as pleasure coursed through her.
"Yes, Ravi. Yes, I'm your slut. I'm coming, I'm coming!" she screamed, her voice echoing off the walls as her body convulsed, her pussy pulsing with release.