The Bedroom

Karan: “Look at that deep navel, aunty… you’ve been hiding this gem all these years?”

Manju (biting her lip): “You never asked for it…”

Karan: “I want it now. All of it. I’m gonna lick it till you beg.”

He dropped to his knees, mouth landing hot and wet on her navel. His tongue swirled inside, flicking, sucking. Her body jerked.

Manju: “Ahh… Karan… you filthy boy…”

Karan: “Say it, aunty… say how bad you want me on your navel.”

Manju (panting): “I want that dirty tongue deeper… lick me harder…”

He grinned and sucked harder, slapping her soft waist gently.

Karan: “You like being licked like this? This navel’s mine now.”

Manju: “It’s all yours, baby… use it, taste it…”

He pushed her back on the bed, climbed over her, still teasing that soft belly, his tongue dragging slow and wet from below her breasts to her navel again.

Karan: “So deep… fuck, I could live in this hole…”

Manju: “Lick it like you own it, Karan… god, you’re making me soak…”

Karan: “Then moan louder, aunty… tell me how dirty I make you feel.”

Manju: “So dirty… so damn dirty… I want your mouth on me forever…”

He sucked harder, messier, moaning into her skin while his fingers slid lower, teasing under the pleats.

Karan: “You taste like sin… and I fucking love it.”

Karan spread her saree pleats wider, exposing her waist completely. Her stomach glistened under the dim light, soft and warm. Her deep navel twitched every time his breath hit it.

Karan (grinning): “It’s twitching for me, aunty… your navel’s hungry, huh?”

Manju (voice low, shaky): “So hungry… it’s been starving for this tongue…”

He dragged his tongue slowly across her belly, leaving a wet trail, then shoved it back into her navel with a loud suck.

Karan: “Fuck… it’s so deep… so damn sexy. You want me to spit in it?”

Manju (grabbing his hair): “Do it… spit inside and suck it back… make it messy, Karan…”

He spit slowly, watching the thick drop settle into the hollow, then licked it up noisily, smearing it around her skin.

Karan: “Filthy little hole… you’re such a slut for this, aren’t you?”

Manju (moaning): “For you, yes… I’m your slut, baby… use me…”

His fingers gripped her hips, his tongue working like he was starving. He kissed, bit, sucked her navel like it was the only thing that existed.

Karan: “I want to fuck this navel… bury my tongue till you scream…”

Manju (losing control): “Then do it… fuck it with your mouth… make me scream your name…”

He slapped her stomach, grabbed her wrists, pinned her down and buried his mouth into her belly again, groaning into her skin, his tongue deep and wild.

Karan: “You’re dripping… your belly’s shaking… you’re mine now, aunty…”

Manju (eyes rolling back): “Yes… I’m all yours… take every inch of me… don’t stop…”