Please read the original version of the story @ Broken Pieces
This is my special edition with an alternate ending, the way it should have been.
But dreams, like they say, do come true. It was only two days ago when Prashant desired me to make love to him when he came down to see me. The idea was pretty uncomfortable as I felt that it was too early for such an adventure since we had just been together for few months. At that time, I told him exactly what I felt. I told him that I wasn’t ready but right now I could hear my heartbeats hitting the Richter scale, as Prashant was lying right next to me on my bed.
For a moment I hesitated before Prashant leaned down to kiss me. My mouth opened willingly, drawing his juicy tongue inside me as my arms embraced him. He moved his right hand into my inner thighs. I immediately surrendered to my Prashant to the longing of the sensations of ages.
As our kiss grew more passionate, my hands began to press into Prashant’s inner clothing as he searched his way through my soft and delicate body. Prashant pressed his lap upon me and felt himself stiffened. Feeling my urgency, he pressed rhythmically against me as one of my legs slid behind his, pulling him towards me. He slowly tickled his hand down to my chest and squeezed my breast. He felt my rough nails scratch at his lower back. Our tongues writhed over each other as the world around us shrank away.
My hand pushed down inside his pants, squeezing his hips as my left hand swirled around its way in and up his back. Prashant started to slowly kiss my neck and his lips started to roll on the sweaty flesh of my collarbone. I groaned as I pressed my crotch up against his lump. He removed my upper clothing and immediately started to kiss my hardened and stiff nips.
My hand slipped around his body to grab his swollen member as I pushed my left hand beneath my panties to slide a finger rapidly between my wet lips. I swore as my finger delved deep inside me. I felt my slit quiver around my finger as I slowly rubbed my wet thumb over the tip of his rock. My wet slit felt electrified as I physically thrust his tip up and down. I moaned gently as I felt a small orgasm radiated through my body.
I pressed the head of his rock to my soaking wet entrance and then grabbed his hips; digging my nails into his flesh and pulled him hard into myself. Prashant’s hard rock filled me completely as he lifted his head away from my chest, thrusting his hips and arching his back, driving me insanely mad. I screamed at him to thrust harder as we both lost ourselves in an animalistic unity. He rammed harder in me at every stroke before finally pulling me over and on top of him.
My watery lips turned pink and tightened savagely around his impaling flesh as he slammed me into oblivion by an orgasm of ferocity, which I had never felt before. The inner slippery cave echoed to my screams as I felt his hard rock vibrate and pulse inside me. We both thrust against each other so wild that it almost felt like tremors running down in our bed. Finally we both surrendered to the euphoria of our orgasms.
Gradually our breathing slowed as I collapsed down onto Prashant’s chest. His arms wrapped around me as our hearts beat in unison. He gently smiled at me. A flickering wave seemed to pass above me as I watched his eyes, the flesh from his face and neck dissolve into a red mist. He gently fell to his right; his still semi-hard rock slipping away from my moist cave.
A single tear of joy ran down to my cheek before my eyelids became heavy. I took a glimpse on the littered floor with broken pieces of the vase, that my hand had accidently knocked down, before my eyes completely shut down.
I am Pallavi and this is my story........