Forbidden Love On A Full Night
Full Night

My face is flushed. Without drama and tears, my concentration was completely clouded, and I was fully aware of the situation between me and Ram. Suddenly I felt clumsy when I realized I was lying in bed with a man, which had never happened before even after three marriages. I realized that the handsome man I loved was staring stunned at the beauty of my body, in my chest. He locked my body between his arms, then he lowered his head to kiss her, took a gentle bite, sucked her until the warmth of foreign passion flowed and tortured me with such a beautiful taste.

I was intrigued when the man stroked the indentation in my stomach, then slipped into the silky soft indentation to touch what was like the core of a woman's soul....

It feels unbearable. So mastered. I gasped faintly and tried to jerk myself away.

But Ram held me with one hand, and growled in my chest. The sound of intense pleasure rang out from within his throat. He swept back the amazing part with his fingers, until I sobbed full of pleasure.

"Oh. oh...." I breathe in the dim light. "Stop, Mas...!" *stalk. Burning with shame and pleasure, and subconsciously my heel pressed firmly against the bed, curving strongly with my hand. Looking around, full of desire.

But the man did not stop. And it doesn't have to stop. Can't stop.

Tonight was ours, and he slid down and buried his face in the grooves between my legs. Strong and heavy, his hand slipped into the inner thigh, stretched me out, and, he thrust his tongue into the moisture.

"Oh....!"

How wild he is tonight. His tongue swirled inside me, searching until he found the place he had touched with his fingers. Makes me squeal with restraint. My hips were curved back on the bed, but the man's strong arms forced me back down. Deliberately and sweetly, he tormented me, constantly fondling me with his wildness. Voraciously he sucked, inhaled my passion, mastered the forbidden part. And it makes me wonder, how does it feel as he lacerates into such pure innocence? Can I take the pain?

But I'm already on fire. I want Ram to take it, make me his. Nobody wants to stop him. Not himself. I can no longer resist my desires. I glared*-lia* on the bed, with a quick and hoarse breath, murmuring indistinctly, clutching the bed cover, with black hair draped tangled on the pillow with his lively. In the dim light, my skin glistened, with the delicate beauty of the curves flooded with a pink tinge. I want this night to be perfect.

With a stifled groan, Ram closed his eyes and felt myself deeply, perhaps just like me: recalling eight long years of lustful delusions - obsessive hot dreams - none of which can be compared to this reality.

Ram's been sweating, and I'm sure he's been overwhelmed* and stiffened completely. However, he still resisted the urge to rule me, he touched me again with his tongue, stroked and teased. He has promised me pleasure, and I have to get it, even though my body could explode from a hot fight tonight.

And that's the truth. I want to explode. The release came over me quickly, leaving me shuddering and trembling, making my body feel stiff. "Well...." My breath is hunting and it feels tight. "Mas..," *my brother, increasingly gripping the bed cover.

In return, Ram moved up on my body and hugged my entire body until the tremors subsided. "Your feelings drive me crazy" he whispered hoarsely, putting all his weight on me, urging me down into the warm bed.

And he scares me, afraid he stops and decides that this is over -- it's done without him having to completely blend in with me. And this taste is scary.

"Come in" I finally whispered, my voice hoarse and foreign. "I want us to be perfect. Pleases. I know this is wrong, but I want you completely. Don't hurt my feelings with your rejection. I beg...."

Behind my head, I felt my lover's hand twitch as she hugged me and pressed my cheek against her chest. She covered me with her body and kissed me back. "I'm not going to hurt your feelings. Never intending once," he murmured into a strand of my hair, then Ram lifted his body, leaned forward, and spread his legs between my legs, and he slipped in this time -- into my warmth, pressing to the limits that held him to the bottom. Hard and pulsating.

I shuddered to feel that new sensation, the sensation of Ram's heavy and hot body burning myself. This feels fun. Sweet and perfect. The one I've been waiting for my whole life.

Ram hold. Slowly he pulled away, and I screamed, stung by the emptiness, by something I had very much hoped for but was detached from me.

"Shhh..," he hissed.

I shook my head in frustration, but Ram quickly silenced me with his kiss.*till I was silent. With his hands positioning his passion, he pushed back in, slipping back in deeply. Again, and again, little by little it reaches to the restraining boundary between it and the bottom of my heaven's depth. Outlandish. And stunning.

But I want something more. Exhaustiveness. Perfect union without barrier boundaries. Ram's head bowed, his eyes focused on the union, and he began to shudder, his muscles tightening.

"Please," I'm*sigh, expectantly.

"It's going to make you sick" Ram whispered, his voice tense.

"I'll hold him. Please, please, now, the whole."

"Oh, God, Purna. I feel like a bastard-"

"It will hurt more if you reject me! Akh!"

Fucking men! Why can't she do it sweetly? Why should I shout first and he attacks me all of a sudden like this? Argha!

"Oh my God, are you in pain?" tanyanya's worried.

I shook my head, put my arm around her neck and said, "Your love won't hurt me. Hm? Please...?"

Ram nodded faintly. Looking closely at my eyes, he slipped inside. "I love you" he whispered. He slipped his hands under my back and neck, and he pressed himself firmly.

"Mmmmmmmm...." My eyes closed. I struggled to endure the pain of her movements and pressure trying to tear my virginity apart.

"Akh...!" I screamed, in pain, my breath stuck in my throat. "Ouch.. sick...."

There was a glimpse of excruciating pain, sharp, intense storming.

"Oh my God," Ram said, * slowly, his head was thrown back, his eyes were tightly closed, the veins on his neck were poking and slippery with sweat. "Purna.. are you hurt?" his whisper was raucous, his voice weak, his body trembling by what felt like an effort beyond human limits.

My eyes blinked. "I-i'm good. I'm fine," I managed to speak, feeling her pounding and throbbing at the entrance of my uterus.

"What hurts?"

I shook my head weakly. "A little bit" I said. My pain has lessened, my body has received Ram completely. And I wanted that sensation back: the sensation of her hard, hot body sneaking into me.

"I love you" he whispered again, shuddering again with a vibration that felt down to the bone.

And I'm trying to move...

It surprised the man. "No! No!" she cried out in a stifled voice, pressing my hips back hard on the bed. "Oh, honey, don't move, don't move" he whispered hoarsely. "Don't pull yourself up, Purna. And don't push. Please don't move."

I was silent, the small room was instantly perfectly silent, except for the roar of rough breathing that came out of my man's chest.

"What's wrong?" my question was smooth, reaching upwards to remove the dense curtain of hair from his face. "Are you sorry? What... do you feel unhappy?"

He gave me a smile, rubbed my cheek fondly. "Don't be offended" he said. "It's too much fun. Very very pleasant. I thought I could die."

I'm nodding. Tried to do as he asked and lay still under the crush of his body.

Ram pecked my nose. "Slowly, dear," he muttered, then he moved once passionately in my body, above me, sweet and real. The blinding sensation moved closer. In silence, Ram diran*, with the subtly tormented voice of a man who was pushed through his boundaries.

"Don't stop" I groaned, again tormented with despair. "Don't stop, please...?"

Ram looked at me, his eyes widened and darkly warned. "No way" he whispered. "Just let me do it, and...just enjoy this moment, okay?"

I nodded silently, and Ram pushed inside me again. Perfect. Reaching ground. And very sweet. Made me subconsciously reach towards him, clutching his toned shoulder muscles helplessly. In fact, as soon as I realized, I found myself resonating in his body, lifting myself high up towards him, urging him to move in his body, to give me what the man had given me before.

"Oh my God, give me strength" he murmured, bowing his head and pulling himself out with a warm sutra caress on my body. Back, he plunged himself into me.

Oh... he made me wonder* and raised my body back up, slinging* under his punjaman. Again and again, he pressed into me, until his breath was stinged, his head looked up, pumping with desire. What was previously painful becomes torment, and then. Blindly.

This time, Ram fell completely on top of me, forcing my shoulders into the bed, violently pushing himself so many times to me that I could do nothing but whisper his name. Until in the end, I exploded inside, overflowing, warming himself up.

"Oh my God, Purna!" *rang retained. "Oh my God!" his voice was hoarse and desperate, as well as astonished at the warmth.

I am happy, but I am also ashamed. But only for a moment, why Ram immediately reached the end of his release. He mengeran*, crouching into my neck, biting-strong and delicious, accidentally made his teeth twisted in my hair. He sucked me with all his passion.

"Oh my God...." Ram jerked at my body three more times, making the head of the bed crackle against the wall. He gripped me tighter, dragged me to himself, shuddered, pushed, pulsed inside me until he was drained. I felt the warmth in my womb.

For a long time, Ram hugged me, clenching awkwardly. His hard jaw fell on my forehead, damp with sweat. In the end, *affirmation, groaning, escaped his lips, and, his body collapsed, his shoulders trembled for the last time before he noticed tears streaming from the corners of my eyes.

"Purn?" He looked at me with guilt. "Are you sorry?"

Ah, you idiot....

"I'm happy" I said. "This time I wasn't dreaming. It´s real. I. I'm very happy. Thank you, Mas. I love you."

Ram breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared me. I'm afraid you're sorry."

"Not going to."

He kissed my forehead and rolled to one side, taking me with him. And I fell asleep in deep sleep without a dream.

Thank you, Love. It's the most beautiful full night....