Friends With Benefits – Part 3 – Height Of Passion

Friends With Benefits - Part 3 - Height Of Passion
Riya was experiencing a new found freedom to express her sexual needs. Her friend Yash was always by her side whenever she needed some “good time”. The monsoon arrived and ablaze Riya’s desires of getting involved in an unimaginable sensuous saga. She woke up to a gloomy morning and began brewing tea. She was wearing her pink cotton shorts, green printed brassiere with a turquoise jumpsuit. Her hair was tied shabbily and bangs falling over her forehead. A cool breeze brushed her smooth skin a sudden. “Aah, you’ve arrived at last!” she exclaimed. She gently pressed her palm on her neck and dragged all the down to her cleavage and left a huff. She carried the cup of tea and swayed her ass towards her bedroom. She kept her cup on a table besides her bed and fell on her bed. Her lazy eyes rose to the clouds only to see how grey and heavy they were. “It’s going to rain”, she said to herself. Saying this she bit her lower lip and inserted her left hand inside her shorts. She felt a tinge between her legs and got excited. She rushed to the kitchen and hurried back with a carrot in her hand. She stripped in a jiffy and was all ready to humour her love hole. The sudden ring of doorbell broke her trance. She growled upon the interruption thinking whoever it is would leave if she ignored. But, that didn’t happen and the doorbell rung again. Riya wasn’t ready to let off the carrot so she struggled herself to the door holding it between her legs. She peeped through the door hole and jumped with joy. In excitement she opened the door and welcomed her guest in. “What a pleasant surprise! Come on in”, cheered Riya. And surprised was Yash watching Riya’s extraordinary welcome. Riya was holding the carrot in her pussy while asking Yash to come in. “Sorry, hope am not being nuisance Rizz”, said Yash staring naughtily at the carrot. Riya smiled and kissed Yash wasting no time, she made him hold the carrot and gestured him to complete the rest of the business. Yash understood what the lady wants and happily started pushing the vegetable inside her cunt. She held her right thigh from below and pulled it up high so he can get his motion corrected and deeper. They both stood exchanging lot of saliva while Yash pounding the carrot inside her cunt crazily. Yash took out the carrot and shoved it inside her ass abruptly. Riya clenched her jaws in shock and scream. “Don’t think I will go easy on you little bitch”, whispered Yash. He laid her over the table and spread her legs. He kept pounding her cleft with the carrot and started licking her clit. Whilst tricking her clit with his tongue, his eyes were fixed into hers. The darting long tongue released throes of passion all over her body. She ensured she doesn’t loose the eye contact and can witness the true lust in his smoky eyes. Yash got up and went to the kitchen. When he returned he held a huge pitcher of water. This puzzled Riya and as she opened her lips to ask the obvious question, he splashed the water on her. Riya was gobsmacked by this and she stood their like an inanimate object. In the meantime, Yash was enjoying the view of her wet body. The drops of water caressed and dripped down her body from every possible part. Her bra turned translucent with her nips aroused. A cruel cold breeze touched her again and ran shrill throughout her body. Yash grinned at her goosebumps and held her tight by her shoulders “enough of playing already, you need real meat”. “Yes, I need it, please take care of me.” He carried her like a mannequin in his arms and walked to the bedroom. He placed her carefully on the bed and removed his T-shirt. “Oh mine! You look so…”, before Riya could finish the sentence Yash shut her mouth by placing a kiss. So now they both got lost into a separate world together. The passion only kept rising when they battled their tongues, exchanged saliva and kept scratching each other. He groped her bosoms with his warm palms soothing her cold body. He kept pressing them as he kissed her a million times. All you could hear is chapping sound of two lips. It felt as the time stopped and they have lived a hundred years in that very moment. She quickened and got him beneath her. She straddled him by placing her knees at his ears. Held onto the wall for support, she asked him to stick his tongue out and hold it firm and started gyrating her hips, pressing her clitoris against it. She kept moaning by changing the frequency of her gyrations. He couldn’t help but enjoy her each movement. He felt devilish so he grabbed her by her waist and flipped her upside down that caught her by surprise. He kept darting his firm tongue on her clit but now started licking from ass to pussy. In the meantime, she pressed her melons and prayed that she gets screwed soon. It was getting dark due to grey clouds and her room got steamy due to episodes of foreplay. She wanted to get out of her bed and lit a candle but couldn’t miss a single thrill that Yash had stored for her. With heavy heart she whispered to him, “Let me light a candle. It’s getting dark.” He smiled and asked her to hurry up. While she was gone, he removed his jeans and underwear and slipped inside a blanket already for the next best thing. Riya came back with some candles and placed them in different corners of her bedroom. They were both scented and long candles. She lit each candles one by one. Yash was amazed looking at her bare body in that candle light. He thought to himself, “Wow, this woman is so beautiful”. She turned to him and smiled. She slid herself to his arms inside the blanket. Faced him, placed a kiss and wrapped her right hand around his waist. They both started breathing together. Each one could hear the breath of the other. Riya could feel something sliding inside her love hole. It was something enormous that she could barely take in.

She removed the blanket to see being screwed by Yash. She squint her eyes and snapped, “You really can’t wait any more, do you?” “Not, am I a jack ass?” answered him. He rolled upon her, and started humping her in missionary. He covered them in blanket. Meanwhile, it started raining heavily outside. There was no escape to the enchantment of the clattering sound of the rain drops and petrichor. This made them even more needy for sex. Since they had each other, they kept being wilder. Riya was living her fantasy of getting pounded in a rainy day. Tear of joy rolled out of the corner of her right eye and her lips just couldn’t stop smiling. Yash got up and brought a candle that was already burning. She looked at him puzzled when he suddenly dropped some hot wax on her chest. Though it burned for split seconds, it was comforting and she readily gave her chest out to him. He kept dropping some wax on her nips, breast and navel. He immediately licked them so the heat traps into them and sets on her skin. She enjoyed this torture merrily and begged for more. At last, he blew out the candle and shoved it straight in her love hole. Before she could scream of the immense pain and burn, he held her mouth with his. She started trembling, trying to escape his grip nevertheless, he kept pushing the candle further in. She tried hard but couldn’t do much. What a monster he is! She thought to herself and gave in. He slowly removed the candle and shoved his own rod inside her. She couldn’t bare the agony and kept imploring him to stop however, those pleas were fallen into a diabolical ears. He didn’t stop his atrocities but took them to the next level. Due to the ruthless friction soon the pain subdued and the punishment turned into pleasure. Riya pulled him towards her and whispered, “I need more…” With these persuading words, he reached to the pedestal of excitement and was unable to hold it back any more. He bent his knees forward and glided his palms behind her waist. In a jiffy he flipped her up and now they both looked face to face. His hands slide caught her butt cheeks and with all his might he began lifting her up. He synced the motion quiet effortlessly which nonetheless looked like an ecstatic dance. Riya closed her eyes letting her head fall behind her shoulders with her plum lips wide open gasping and moaning. Yash was steaming while pumping his throbbing junk inside her slippery cunt. Without wasting time he flipped her facing ground with her hips rising towards up. It was time for the leap frog! He began thrusting his meat inside her cunt from behind and the shots keep growing faster and harder. The nerves were pulsating on his junk and it seemed that he would just shoot it however; he stopped at once. He took a break of few seconds only to start the act once again. Instead of humping he just crawled beneath by raising her all on fours. He began lapping up the sweet nectar from the succulent hole stroking his shaft. Riya started gyrating her hip once again saving him some breath and in certain intervals she pressed her hip gently down on his face. Yash signalled Riya to get on him curling 69 and she followed like a loyal bitch. Teasing each others genitals let them at last release their juices which they happily drank until last drop. They allowed each other to relax in the same position for a while. After an hour in a limacine pace they reached up to each other. They hugged their bare bodies tucking inside the blanket and watched the rest of the evening falling to dusk.