My Steamy Story: Saurabh and sneh are acquaintances. They...

My Story Time:

Okay, bestie, you know how Sneh and I have that low-key hate-follow vibe? Like, we’re both married to our absolute GOAT partners and we can’t stand each other. The universe decided to be extra spicy and yeet us onto this boujee-looking but totally deserted island after our boat trip went big yikes.

We’ve been side-eyeing each other for two days, no cap. The sexual tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife, which is so sus because we literally hate each other. But last night, huddled for warmth, something snapped. His hand brushed my thigh and I swear my pussy clenched. No chill. He looked at me, all that fake annoyance gone, and was like, "Fuck it, Sneh." And I was like, "Fuck it, Saurabh."

Next thing I know, his mouth is on mine, hungry AF. His hands are tearing at my shorts, his dick already hard against my stomach. I gasped when his fingers found my clit, and I was so wet, it was iconic. I was grinding against his hand, moaning, "Don't stop, please," like a total simp for this man I supposedly hate. He flipped me over, entered me from behind, and the way his cock filled me up? Sheeeeeesh. I was screaming into the sand, my ass in the air, taking every single thrust until we both came, shaking. Period. Slay, I guess? My husband would be so shook.