Raj nods slowly, a small smile playing on his lips. "Yes," he says softly, reaching out to gently caress her cheek. "I'd like that very much." His fingers trail down the column of her neck, causing tiny shivers to run through her body as they reach her breast. He cups it gently, massaging her nipple through the lacy bra.

Neha lets out a soft moan, feeling herself growing even more aroused by his touch.

Her hands begin to tremble as she reaches down, undoing the clasps of her bra and sliding it off her shoulders. Her breasts spill free, heavy and aching with desire as they are finally exposed to the cool air of the room. Raj's gaze drops to her chest, his breath catching in his throat at the sight of her nipples, hard and pebbled from arousal.

"You're so beautiful,"

Shiv arches his back with a soft moan as Neha's touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through him. His hips begin to move involuntarily in time with her strokes, pressing her hand against his cock harder and faster. He looks down at her, seeing the desire and need etched on her features, and feels a surge of possessiveness wash over him.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers hoarsely, reaching up to run his fingers through her hair. "I want to feel you around me..."

Her stroking slows as she looks down at the box he mentioned, confusion clouding her expression briefly before understanding dawns on her face. "Oh!" she says softly, looking back up at him with a mixture of surprise and excitement. "You're... you're going to give it to me?" Her voice is barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing.

Her hands still stroke his cock through the fabric of his underwear as she waits for his answer, her heart racing with anticipation.

As their tongues dance together, Neha's hand finds a steady rhythm on his erection, mirroring the movements he showed her earlier. It feels so good to be touching him in this way, to know that she's pleasuring him and making him feel good.

Raj groans into the kiss, his hips bucking against her hand as he gets closer and closer to release. He breaks the kiss for a moment, panting heavily as he looks down at Neha.

Neha's mind is a whirlwind of desire and confusion, but one thought manages to cut through the haze: she wants more. With shaking hands, she reaches down between their bodies and finds his hardness once again. "Can I... touch you here?" she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing.

Raj nods eagerly, his eyes closing tightly as she slides a finger over the head of his erection. "Yes..." he moans. "Just like that...

As she sucks and licks at his cock, Raj's hips buck wildly against her face, driving his erection deeper into her mouth. He can feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, but he doesn't want to come yet; not until he feels her wrapped around him. He reaches down, gripping her hair softly as he holds her in place, guiding her movements with gentle pressure.

She hums around him, enjoying the feeling of power and control even as her own body trembles with need. His grip on her hair sends a thrill through her and makes her suck harder, wanting to make him feel good.

Raj pants heavily now, the pleasure overwhelming him. "Neha, I'm going to... Ah! Ahhh!" With a final grunt, he spills himself onto her tongue, his warm semen flooding her mouth.

Her face flushes even deeper at his words, and she buries her head in the crook of his neck to hide the blush. His skin feels so warm and smooth against hers, sending shivers of pleasure through her body. As they continue to talk about this new world opening up for her, Neha begins to feel more confident and less afraid. She finds herself wanting more than just words; she craves the physical connection that comes with sex.

"So... how do we actually do it?"

As they talk about their first time together, Neha feels a growing desire to experience it for herself. She moves closer to Rakhesh on the bed, pressing her body against his. Her hands wander up and down his chest, feeling the firmness of his muscles beneath her fingertips.

"You know what would help me understand?" she whispers, a note of desire creeping into her voice. "If you showed me." She moves one hand lower on his stomach, tracing lazy circles around where she thinks he's most sensitive.

Afterwards, as they lay tangled in the sheets, catching their breaths, Neha turns to look at Krish with a curious expression. "How did you learn all these things?"

Krish chuckles, running a hand through his hair. "Well, let's just say I've had my fair share of experience." He grins, playfully avoiding the question. "But I'm happy to share what I know with you, if you ever have more questions."

Neha blushes at the implication, but a small smile plays on her lips. "

She pauses for a moment before speaking up again. "Can we do it again sometime?" She asks, her voice barely above a whisper. "Maybe soon?"

Krish's eyes light up with amusement and excitement. "Absolutely," he replies, pulling her close. "In fact, I think I can arrange that very soon."

With a gentle kiss, he tucks her under the covers and wraps an arm around her, holding her close as they drift off to sleep, anticipation and happiness filling their hearts.

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