As their lazy caresses lingered, Reet’s fingers curled more deliberately around Abhinav’s cock, feeling it twitch and swell back to hardness under her touch. The spark reignited quickly, their bodies still flushed and sensitive from the first round. “Let’s look something up,” she whispered, reaching for her phone with a mischievous grin, pulling up a discreet site on techniques for first-timers. Abhinav leaned in close, his breath hot against her neck as they scrolled together, absorbing tips on rhythm, angles, and alternating control. Emboldened, she pushed him onto his back and straddled his face first, lowering her slick pussy onto his eager mouth while she leaned forward to take his cock between her lips, the dual sensations making them both moan into each other’s skin.

They switched roles fluidly after that, Abhinav guiding her onto all fours and thrusting into her from behind with steady, deep strokes that made her breasts sway and her pussy clench greedily around him. He reached around to circle her clit exactly as the site suggested, drawing sharp cries from her until she flipped them again, taking charge by riding him hard, her hips rolling with newfound confidence as she pinned his wrists lightly above his head. The awkwardness of their inexperience faded into raw exploration, every thrust and grind building layers of pleasure—her inner walls gripping him tightly, his balls tightening with each wet slap of skin. When she came again, pulsing around his length, he followed moments later, filling her once more with thick spurts that mingled with her own release.

Spent but insatiable, they collapsed together, trading soft kisses and whispered affirmations while their hands roamed, already plotting the next position from their shared research. The house remained their private sanctuary, the air heavy with the scent of sex and the promise of endless discovery as their connection deepened through every shared gasp and trembling climax.

They reached for her phone again almost instinctively, Reet’s fingers still trembling as she scrolled to a new page of suggestions while Abhinav’s hand idly stroked her inner thigh. “What about this one?” she murmured, showing him a diagram of her on her side with one leg lifted high, his body curled behind her. Abhinav’s breath hitched against her shoulder. “Let’s try it… I want to feel you like that.” He helped her roll onto her side, spooning close as he lined his hardening cock up with her slick pussy and pushed inside with a low groan. The angle let him sink deeper than before, his hand cupping her breast while he thrust slowly at first, then faster when she whispered, “Harder, Abhinav… right there.” His fingers found her clit again, rubbing in tight circles that made her cry out and push back against him, their bodies slapping together with wet, urgent sounds.

Switching again, Abhinav pulled out and guided her to stand, bending her over the edge of the low table scattered with notebooks. “My turn to lead,” he said with a shaky laugh that melted into a moan as he entered her from behind, gripping her hips. Reet gasped at the new depth, her pussy clenching around him as she braced herself and pushed back to meet each thrust. “God, you feel so thick like this,” she panted, reaching between her legs to touch where they joined. They moved together in building rhythm until she straightened enough to turn in his arms, wrapping a leg around his waist so he could lift her onto his cock. She rode him standing, arms around his neck, their mouths crashing together in messy kisses while he supported her weight and drove upward. Pleasure spiraled fast, her walls fluttering and gripping until she came with a sharp cry, soaking him, and he followed right after, pulsing hot cum deep inside her with a guttural moan of her name.

They sank to the floor once more, laughing breathlessly between lingering kisses, already whispering about the next idea glowing on the phone screen. “I love figuring this out with you,” Abhinav admitted softly, brushing damp hair from her face, and Reet smiled against his lips, already reaching to guide him toward another position.

Unspoken Flames: First Confessions