Novelas de Victoy Richman

Rachna leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his as she whispered, "Then show me just how much you enjoy being with me." A daring fire ignited in her eyes, matching the sudden, intense heat that coursed through her veins. Her hand, guided by tenderness and dominance, descended to his groin. She found his manhood, hardened and eager, and enclosed it in her warm, loving grip. Her fingers began a slow, deliberate stroke, moving the length of him, savouring the muscular tension in his response. She ran a single, teasing finger over its sensitive tip, a silent promise of the pleasure she intended to deliver.A low sound of pleasure escaped Rahul's throat as her touch electrified him. He wrapped his powerful arms around her slender waist, pulling her flush against his body in a tight, consuming embrace. The kiss that followed was deep, fervent, and desperate, leaving them both breathless, yet paradoxically, longing for more—a craving only the complete surrender to one a

Intimacy and Rachna's Advice to Rahul on Strengthening Bonds and Partnerships.Hearing Rahul's experience, Rachna nodded understandingly, feeling happy that he had a great time with Karen. "I can see why you enjoy those moments," she replied, offering a supportive smile. "You often do the same to me as well. I love that immensely. It is just as intense and intimate for us."Rahul felt a sense of relief, knowing that he wasn't alone in his uncertainties. Rachna's advice was comforting, and he made a mental note to be more intimate with Karen and love her more often. The idea of exploring new things with her excited him, and he couldn't wait for her response. With Rachna's guidance, Rahul found greater enjoyment in making love to Karen, making their experiences together even more pleasurable."Remember," Rachna pointed out, "when you penetrate her, not only will she always remember how you made her feel, but it also seals your business partnership for

Probing Desires and Deepening Connection.Rahul chuckled at Rachna's eagerness and leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper as he continued his tantalising tale. "The way she moaned and writhed drove me wild. But as the passion grew, she couldn't resist riding me. The soft sheets tangled around us as we lost ourselves in each other when she mounted me again, and we both knew we could not have enough of each other, and we surrendered to the ecstasy of our love."Rachna's eyes sparkled with excitement as she listened intently, hanging on to every word Rahul spoke. She couldn't wait for Rahul to take her into his arms and make love to her.Rachna shivered at the sensation, responding to his touch. "And then what?" she urged, her heart pounding in anticipa

Rachna's Voyeuristic Desire and Rahul's Tale of Karen.Rachna imagined the scene playing out in her mind, her cheeks flushed with excitement. She could feel her heart beating fast as she imagined their union. The way Rahul roamed his hands over Karen's tits, the way their lips met in a passionate kiss, the way they caressed each other—every detail painted a vivid picture in her mind. She hung on to his every word, wanting to savour every moment of their shared passion. "And then what happened?" she urged, unable to contain her curiosity.He chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he continued the story.Rachna's eyes widened as she hung on to every word, feeling excitement and desire. Her mind raced with thoughts of what happened between them

Rahul and Rachna: The Confession of a Passionate Swim.Rahul smiled back at Rachna, excited for the upcoming tale he was about to tell her. "Ah, she looked so beautiful; her bikini beautifully showcased her figure, making my dick throb and twitch as she moved. I eagerly anticipated severing the minute ropes at the top that had delicately fastened her breasts to achieve my desired outcome with her.Rachna smiled coyly, knowing exactly how he was affecting her. She leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, tell me about your adventure," she whispered seductively.Rahul's eyes sparkled with excitement as he recounted the details of their swim with Karen. The crystal-clear water shimmered over her. Karen had been fearless, diving into the water wit

Playful Banter, Rahul's Confession, and Karen's Allure.Rachna thought about how he would please her and felt a familiar thrill wash over her. The thought of him exploring every part of her pussy made her pulse quicken, and she ached with longing. She closed her eyes and surrendered to the fantasies of their upcoming mating, eager to experience the intense pleasure he always brought her.She whispered, "Bring it on, Rahul. I'm ready for you." She imagined him sucking her breasts and sending shivers down her spine.She could almost feel his hands massaging her boobs and tweaking her nipples. The mere thought of his tongue licking her pussy made her weak with need, yearning for his touch. She tingled with desire as she imagined his lips trailing down her neck, passing through her tits to her navel, and reaching her inner thighs, s

Maybe the storm was just a blessing, a sign of fate giving them a chance to work things out. Perhaps the universe finally agreed with her because she had never had a more evident sign. They had talked, and it had been a lot of talking. They considered all possibilities, positive and negative, and they decided what was best for them was to get back together despite all odds. She always saw many things, but when it came to herself, it was always unclear, just like her situation and the moment, but she vowed she would live her best life with those who mattered to her, no matter how short. The Yadav home knew she was safe, and she had sent a message informing them she was with Zayn and would be back once the storm was over, although that wasn't looking promising again. It was everything she wanted; for once, her thoughts and vision were clear. She saw peace and solitude, for her soul was at rest. Each time her mind diverted to Zayn Vendant, she saw a hint of darkness, sometimes blur. She

Everyone in town was shopping for the next three days and rushing home to avoid getting caught up in the storm predicted by the weather forecasters. It was expected to hit in four hours and last for three days. It was a big-time rush, but Zayn wasn't a part of it. He needed to get things cleared up with Isha. Myra was gone, and that was a good thing. He just needed to see her, and despite the advice from his closest friends, he couldn't wait for the storm out without her. He wasn't sure he would make it without her.He was informed that she was out when he got to the Yadav household. It was her day off, and she had gone out, as usual. Only some people knew where. He called her several times, and she didn't pick up. He was a confused man in Delhi.He drove back to the Yadav household and met with one of the helpers."You should go home; this storm will be here anytime." She said, picking different saree colours from the cloth line where they had been left to dry. She looked bored and ju

They caught her in the most vulnerable state. With the ninety-nine issues going on with Zayn, she didn’t expect another one on her desk, so as she realised she had been set up, she just gave up. There was no fight; she was wise enough to know that it was either the 78-carat crown or her life, and for such huge some, her attackers wouldn’t have to hold a conference to decide to kill her, so she just let them take everything that had meant the world to her.The memory stayed with her, and she remembered it as fresh as if it were happening now. She and her crew had been going to the Triumph Hall on East Lane for the Oscars ceremony. When asked to bring her crown, she knew it was a bad idea. Of course, she acknowledged that it was such a huge event that all eyes were on her. For it to be hosted in India, it would be a shame if she couldn’t witness it. In the same way, it would be disrespectful to her country for her to show up without her identity, the crown. Near home, she and Vivi sat b

It had been four days since her encounter with Myra, and Isha couldn't deny that she felt like the most stupid person on the planet. The funny part was she knew she had no right to be angry like the guy was in a relationship with someone else. Officially, he belonged to Myra, but then she couldn't get the picture of him being in bed with her. It disturbed her in ways she didn't expect.Her hurt was too much. It nearly crushed her, but she needed to keep moving, which she did. She stopped picking up his calls and just avoided him generally. She tried looking at the good side, like him not dying, which was good, right?As usual, the Yadavs had a get-together dinner, and it was something they frequently did, something to boost their political involvement and expand their territory. Today, she was to serve, and she tried as much as she could to keep calm when she saw Zayn seated among the VIPs. Of course, he had been invited; he was considered one of the most influential people in the coun

The plan was to go unnoticed and so she did just that. Myra was in joggers and a sports bra, with dark glasses to hide her identity. Her hair was tied in a small ponytail that bounced as she walked into the gym. She glanced around for a while and then saw Isha at the corner working the treadmill. She walked up to the receptionist and flashed a smile.“A month, please. What’s the cost?” she asked.“Rs 1000” the receptionist replied. “Name please.” She asked as she received cash from Myra and began filling out the registration form on the system.“Abitha Solan” she lied.Things had gone down with Zayn; she had recognized the name as soon as Zayn mentioned it, who could easily forget the girl at the engagement party? Zayn didn’t have an answer to the question she asked that night and he was a terrible liar so she immediately interpreted what was going on, and she wasn’t wrong. He had sat there all night while she went into the room and man had she cried, she was hurt and didn’t think she

Uptown Delhi was the most beautiful place in India, and as they held hands, taking photos, she could see all the possibilities she had always dreamed of coming to pass. They got to a serendipity restaurant called the unicorn sundae and were back in the streets, diverting into the little tracks leading to the lake.To both their surprise and satisfaction, the lake was empty. The water was a runoff of the downfall at the end of the city, and they knew it was safe. The government kept it clean.“Hold on!” Zayn shouted as he raced behind her, struggling to get through the shrubs that lay around.Isha giggled. “Keep up, CEO.” She yelled in return. As she got to the edge of the stream, she took off her oversized polo shirt, which was his actually, and the shorts she wore joined it. She did a twirl in her optional cloth state just before his arrival.He joined her, pulling away from his dress and walking to meet her. His hands circled her waist, and he pushed her to himself. She felt him hard