Akshnav Mature

The birthday night

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Let's now go to the story. Akshara had already proposed Abhinav during Kairav's wedding. They had small intimate foreplay but couldn't get time to consummate since a lot of problems followed after.
It was Abhinav's birthday party and she brought everyone to the resort to celebrate it. Everyone were making preparations for cutting the cake.
Abhinav was double happy since
1. They got a seperate room tonight
2. Aarohi gave him a hint about Akshara's sexy dress for the night
The family thought to leave them alone at midnight so they have planned to cut the cake at 10 pm itself. The theme was western and everyone got ready.

Mrs. Sharma's outfit (gifted by Aarohi)

Abhinav's outfit (gifted by Akshara)

Abhinav wanted to start a cab business. He had asked for a loan. The bank called him when others were busy at preparations. He went to pick the call and he was elated that his loan was approved. He thanked the person and turned to get inside and tell this news to his wife .
Abhinav's pov :
My legs wobbled dangerously as I struggled to regain my balance. Something very soft encircled my waist, anchoring me in place. I realized that my hand had landed on the velvety fabric of a woman's gown. Her skin was as fair as moonlight, and I was instantly captivated. The warmth of her body seeped into mine, igniting an unfamiliar but intensely arousing sensation. With a sultry smile that sent shivers down my spine, she whispered, "Easy there, Mr. Husband. The night is yet to begin and you've tripped already."
There stood my wife who looked sexy like a goddess and I couldn't stop admiring her. Her partly visibile boobs , her slim waist and the mid slit, especially the place where my hand was landed, the incredibly soft and magical ass! She was a goddess in literal sense.

I suddenly looked around and found no one around us. I couldn't resist myself after looking at her like that. I faked a stumble, acting to fall. As she reached out to rescue me, I seized the opportunity, burying my face into her ivory neck, my arms wrapping around her tightly and in an instant, my weight pushed her backwards, pinning her against a dark corner of the wall. With a deliberate motion, I withdrew from the embrace, my gaze locked onto her eyes. In that unspoken connection, I saw the same 'Havas' mirrored in her eyes, a yearning that needed no words. Without hesitation, I pulled her closer, our lips locking in a deep kiss that left us both breathless.
Our tongues started sparring with each other, an exploration of each other's mouth that would have put Columbus to shame. Simultaneously, our hands started discovering the landscape of each other's bodies. My fingertips traced the curves of her waist with a rather rough touch. One of my hands, rather brave, ventured further, slipping beneath the velvety fabric of her blouse, discovering the even softer boobs beneath. The encounter had escalated beyond the boundaries of love and into the cradles of lust

As soon as my eager fingers began to unstrap her dress, Akshara withdrew, her voice filled with a mix of desire but restraint. "Abhinav! Not here, please," she whispered. Her words carried a cultured and composed tone. With a graceful movement, she adjusted her dress. Her eyes locked onto mine as if to convey that our moment of intimacy deserved a more private setting. She reached for my hand and held it firmly, her fingers entangled with mine. Her touch conveyed both caution and a promise of what lay ahead.Without a word, she guided me back into the resort. I couldn't help but feel a pang of confusion and disappointment.

She led me purposefully toward a less conspicuous area of the lounge. This place had a few co-gendered bathrooms. She led me into one that, though a bit small for two, was about to become our clandestine sanctuary. The confines of this overused nightclub washroom smelt like a mixture of air freshener and dried vomit or maybe even urine. For the first time, I stared at Akshara's full silhouette.

Losing all shreds of patience, I pounced on Akshara. She welcomed me with open arms. Unlike before, my hands didn't wait around exploring her body. Instead, one had slid inside her skirt and pulled her panty down. Just as her panty fell along her ankles, my hands started lifting up her dress. Her hands lifted to allow my eyes the pleasure of staring at her black bra covering her milky white boobs. Before she could respond, I turned her around. I made a V out of her very flexible body, her face in between the toilet seat and her ass curved upwards.

I split her lower lips aside and shoved my dick in as hard as possible. She yelled with all her might, and all her yells were drowned by the even louder party music. I slid my hand down her back to unhook the bra but couldn't.The sudden hormonal urge with those difficult bra hooks made me slide my hand in front and pull at her bra. I was successful but only halfway. I could see one of her boobs bouncing in all directions wildly at every pump of my dick in her pussy. While her other boob was softly nestled in her bra. After about 5 minutes and increased intensity, I could hear Akshara moan and cum loudly. I pulled out from her. My dick at all its height, veins throbbing around it, wanting to cum. My Akshara , on the other hand, was now sitting on the toilet seat.

Her face and hair were wet from what seemed like toilet water. Her one boob still hung out from her bra while her skirt covered her modesty. She looked spent and a bit disgusted, probably because I shoved her face in the toilet. But I wasn't done with her yet.I picked her up and threw her on the wet toilet floor. I lifted her skirt, lay flat on her, and started pounding her again. This time, I could see her face. Her eyes rolled up with each push from me. She tried to reach out to kiss me, but I looked away. Her face was in the toilet. I wouldn't kiss her now.

Again, within 5 minutes, she cum. But I was still going on. She tried to come out, but I wouldn't. Even in my hormonal state, I had the sense to pull out just in time. I moved a few inches ahead and spit my cum on her dirty face.The hormonal urge was out of my system by now. I could think clearly and remembered that I had my birthday party to enjoy. Akshara was still in the same state, one boob out and her skirt wet and ridden up. She was wiping my cum using toilet paper.
I left her just as she was and walked out of the toilet. The family members were done with the preparations. They thought I was sleeping in my room and exclaimed, "Oh! Finally, you are out. We are waiting here for an eternity." I smile at them and think the birthday has just begun right

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