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thebearer · 10 months

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hi again !! what about carmy having a younger gf who's inexperienced in relationships and sex but she's got a dirty mind (yeah she reads smut) and is eager to learn but is also kinda shy about asking him, etc...

thank you <3

minors dni 18+. slight age gap reader is still 21+ just bc that's what i'm comfy with.

"You never done this before?" Carmen asked, raising a brow at you. You shook your head, eyes flickering downward in a shy, hidden expression.

Carmen could feel his chest swelling, boasting with pride, maybe? No, it felt deeper, more primal and raw than that. The idea that he'd be the first to touch you like this, the first you touched like that- it made his cock throb.

"No one's ever taken care of you like this?" Carmen rasped, taking a step towards you.

You shook your head. "No, I mean, a guy fingered- or well kinda tried to finger me once, but it wasn't... good." You admitted, looking at the ground. Carmen caught your jaw easily, lifting your gaze to him. "But no one's ever..."

"Ever?" Carmen lifted a brow, a little teasing, eyes darkening with every passing second. "C'mon, say it f'me, baby." His hand slides down your waist, pulling you closer.

Your body is buzzing with heat, a dull ache between your legs, Carmen's finger wrapped around your jaw. "I-I've never had someone, uh, go... go down on me." You admitted.

"Yeah?" Carmen's hand is gravelly, a tiny rasp that had your head reeling. "You want me to? Want me to take care of you?"

"Yeah." You whispered, a tiny whine tailing on the edge of your tone. Carmen's hand kneaded the fat of your hips, your ass.

"Yeah, what?" Carmen's nose brushed over your cheek, lips ghosting over your skin, body shuddering in goosebumps. "What'd ya say?"

"Please." You whimpered, breathy, clinging to the cotton material of his shirt.

"Alright. I gotcha, alright? Lay back f'me. I'll take care of you. Make you feel good." Carmen's lips were over the shell of your ear, walking you back towards the bed.

Carmen wasn't super experienced by any means, a few hookups here and there, a weird situationship with the pastry chef in New York. It was something he always felt a little insecure about, a little inferior. Then he met you. You were vibrant, magnetic in every way, Carmen was so sure you'd been loved properly before, he loved you in every aspect. You'd told him, over a few glasses of wine, mumbled, shy confessions that shocked him. Carmen didn't say much, just muttered it was a shame, a shame for them, not for him. He'd take care of you, at your own pace.

You were down to your pantie, laying on Carmen's bed, a little unsure, suddenly more vulnerable and painfully aware. Carmen's hands slid down your ribs, over your tummy, toying with the hem of your panties.

"You ready?" Carmen asked, tracing the elastic band.

You nodded, heart thudding loudly in your chest. "Y-Yeah."

Carmen paused, looking at you fully. "Hey, look at me." Carmen commanded. Your eyes moved to him. "You good? You ready?"

You took a deep breath. "Yeah, 'm ready." You nodded.

Carmen leaned over you, kissing you deeply, sweetly, kindly enough to have your head reeling and melting into him. Carmen kissed down your jaw, your neck, down your sternum, until he was on his knees in front of you. Finger hooking around your panties, he pulled them down, tongue running over his bottom lip at the sight of your puffy, slick pussy.

"Fuck, look at you, huh? No one's ever done this?" Carmen muttered. You blushed, legs closing gently, his hands prying you open. You shook your head. "Fuckin' criminal. Y'know that?"

Carmen's lips trailed down the inside of your thighs, hot, wet, sloppy kisses down your right thigh, pressing a teasing kiss to your mound, tongue sliding over your slit, before he started up your left thigh.

Your hips jerked, whining at the feeling of his tongue trailing over you. "Please, Carm, don't tease me." You whined, hand threading through his hair.

"I won't, 'm sorry." Camren rasped, his breath hot over your slit. Carmen's finger spreading in a V over your lips, pressing so he spread you, clit puffy and presented to him.

Flattening his tongue, Carmen's eyes lifted to yours, licking a long stripe from your sopping hole to your clit, watching you carefully. Every buck and gasp, eyes rolling back, breath catching in a strangled moan in your throat. Your body was on fire, aching heat that had you whimpering and whining, with every slow drag of his tongue.

"Fuck! Carmen, that-that... Oh, keep doin' that please." You gasped, fists tight around his curls, his nose bumping with your clit, tongue sliding through your folds, circling your sopping hole.

You were reactive, squirming with pleasure, a new rush of adrenaline and ecstasy flooding through your system, his tongue reaching a new area that had your head spinning.

"Look at me." Carmen hummed, lips still on your clit, sending vibrating shock of pleasure that had your legs tightening around him. "Look at me, baby."

Your eyes lowered, blurry vision while he made sure you were looking at him. He waited, eyes stayed on you, wrapping his lips around your clit, sucking gently, alternating between tongue fluttering so you flailed under him, crying out at the pleasure. Your legs tight around his head, wrapped in a vice hold of a headlock, Carmen's hands tight on your hips to keep you in place.

Your hips were rolling, grinding furiously on his mouth, tears leaking out of the corner of your eyes with pleasure, tummy clenching as your pleasure built more and more and more until you were gushing, flooding over his tongue.

Carmen lapped you up, catching every last drop of your release, holding you through the shuddering aftershocks of your orgasm. Your chest rose and fell rapidly, flush against the mattress, Carmen's cheek resting on the inside of your thigh, teasingly running a finger through your folds, grinning at how you whined, muttering something about "too much, Carm".

It might have been your first time, but it was hardly your last with Carmen, your new favorite activity involving his head between your legs, making a mess of you on the mattress.

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australian-desi · 3 years

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Qurbaan Hua ~ Episode 5-9: Of IVF Being Horrible, Windchimes, Cunning Aunties and Disgusting Husbands

Gonna dive right in

Episode 5

Mans has gone from “me and Meera have been dating for 6 months” to screaming “I LOVE YOU MEERA” at the top of the mountain

Time for another coincidance - it’s purnima so he’s going to go ask for a mannat and on this day different people from different faiths go to this certain place for their wishes and prayers - and we all know what that means

Also now that I’ve watched a few episodes, I have to say I really like the styling for Chahat they’ve given her a mix of ethnic and western wear and the fancy clothes she wears are really pretty (so far) and I hope it stays this way

I am a complete slut for mannat scenes and this one was very pure

Why can’t these people say Saraswati, it isn’t that hard

Also it’s 2020, surely it’s time we understand just because a woman is pregnant doesn’t mean she’s disabled and needs to be carried everywhere

Also, Naveli (Anjali2.0 and Neil’s cousin) is superrr suss

SHE TAPED HIS FACE OMG IM MORE IMPRESSED BY HER BY EVERY MINUTE

And she’s given him meds to give to the people he interacts with coz he causes them headaches (and he’s held onto it the whole time coz Pehle Pyaar Ka Pehla Tohfa)

Awww our OTP has ‘Bhags stamp of approval’

They’ve also touched her feet how cute

Episode 6

So Ghazala has ruined Chahat’s mum’s sharara and like this is what I mean they’ve written her horribly, like why would someone go out of their way to hurt a kid like that - her mother’s dead what more does she want

And daddy dearest has another pooja to attend so he’s said no to attending his daughter’s baby shower, something Neil is now salty about

For a doctor, Chahat’s dad is quite daft

And for a pandit, Neil’s dad is quite mean

Nice touch by Ghazala by turning this whole thing on Chahat, and thankfully her dad believes her

Episode 7

So this Kamini wannabe of a mami has said that Saraswati’s baby is najayaz, and at this point I really have got to ask - how the fuck did she jump to that conclusion?????

Apparently coz she was barren for 8 years, so how can she be pregnant now, so something must be up

The logic fails me here, IF SHE WAS BARREN/WAS UNABLE TO GET PREGNANT, HOW TF IS THE CHILD ILLEGITIMATE???

OMFLLLLLL SHE’S SAYING THAT COZ THE CHILD WAS CONCEIVED FROM IVF, THAT’S WHY IT’S ILLEGITIMATE

I CANNOT

I’M SO CLOSE TO QUITTING

DO THESE DUMBASS PEOPLE NOT REALISE THAT AN IVF BABY IS ALSO A BLESSING IN ITSELF, IT’S NOT 100% GUARANTEED TO GET YOU PREGNANT EITHER BUT IT HELPS

By this logic they shouldn’t use annnnyyyy modern technology

I understand Neil now, and why he’s so done with this bullshit

YAAASSS NEIL, GO FUCK THEM UP

Look Chahat, I love you and all, but like listen to Neil when it comes to his crazy psychotic family

Also do not tell me like the Oberoi family, this whole family cannot have 1 smooth sailing function/party

We love a sibling duo that had to raise each other because their parents were dead/useless

I’m so fucking done, now not only does your doctor have to be of the same religion, he/she has to be from the same caste

YEH DOCTOR DHOOND RAHE HAI KE RISHTA

Neil’s trying to talk some sense to these people, but as usual, he gets shut down for talking sense

OMG HE’S COME OUT WITH FACCSSSS AND HAS GIVEN HIS DAD AN ULTIMATUM - His daughter or his dharm

Also by saying that if he’s so for modern technologies in other areas, why is he against iVF

Omg daddy pandit finally got some sense - this was an exhausting feat

Poor tacky Kamini, unlike the og, this one’s plans always fall short

Neil, take Saraswati and just get the fuck out of here, this dumbass mami has come with a plan and is not going to rest until one of these kids gets disowned

Episode 8

So Vyasji in a twisted turn of events has accepted Neil’s gf, as long as their kundlis meet

Let’s be real their stars ain’t aligning in this life

Chahat is talking to her mother through this windchime she made with her mother’s jhumke (I guess its a coping mechanisms) about how she’s gotten a cake ordered and needs to pick it up

The windchime has told her that she needs to learn how to cook to get married

Basically even if your Indian mother is dead, her ghost will still taunt you on your inability to get married even when you are a doctor

She has decided she will marry a chef so that she doesnt need to learn how to cook

The foreshadowing, the cluelessness

Omg Neil’s dad writes with ink and a peacock feather (why did I think this man would write with a pen like a normal person)

He’s literally whipped out a chart and started making Neil’s (ex)gf’s kundli RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS DAUGHTER’S BABY SHOWER BECAUSE #priorities

Anjali2.0 is literally sitting there praying as if Vyasji is sitting there calculating her Year 12 results and not a kundli

And we’ve got an “asambhav”, but we all knew that - Neil’s literally smirking coz he knew no matter what, the stars won’t align

Omlll he’s inherited the whole “I write my own destiny” from Arnav

“Main uss ladko ko kabhi nahi apnaunga” “Toh kya faraq padta hai, main usse apna chuka hoon” Boisss I really like this dude

I wish I had this confidence but alas, I do not

And Neil has decided to leave the chat, go to Delhi and get married there, while giving everyone a fuck you (except his sister ofcourse)

Little does he know he isn’t even gonna make it to the bloody bus stand before he ends back here

Anjali2.0 is begging her dad to stop him, but he’s talking about the stars and shit

And right on cue Chahat and Neil are walking on the same bridge, none of them paying attention, they crash and just like that, the cake has fallen into the deep sea, adding to the pollution

OMGG THIS MAN TOLD HER HOW ALL DADS ARE USELESS AND SHE GOES “oh hello, tumhe bohot saare childhood issues hai, lekin mere baba aise nahi hai ... woh mere liye taare bhi tod sakte hai”

THIS IS WHY WE NEEDED A FEMALE LEAD IN THE MEDICAL FIELD - SHE UNDERSTOOD WITHIN 2-3 MEETINGS HOW FUCKED UP OUR DUDE IS

and now he’s sarcastically congratulating her on her father because “aur ek mere baba hai jo hamesha taaron mein uljhe rehte hai, aur vaise tumhe tumhaare taare todne waale baba, bohot, bohot, bohot hi ziada mubarak”

LOLLL SHE’S PULLING AND DRAGGING HIM TO GET HER THE SAME CAKE AND HE TRIED TO GIVE HER MONEY TO BUY A NEW ONE, AND SHE’S LIKE NOPE, THE BAKERY I GET THIS FROM IS CLOSED AND SO YOU WILL PROVIDE ME WITH A NEW CAKE

Lolll I never knew he will be stuck here because of a cake

AND NOW SHE’S TAKEN HIS BAG AS HOSTAGE AND HE’S LITERALLY SCREAMING THAT SHE’S LOST THE PLOT

But personally, I feel she gained it

Turns out the shop that she got the cake from, is his friend’s shop, and now he’s baking the cake himself because my man is also a pastry chef

And he’s friend has left the chat because he doesnt want to get beaten up

So it’s time for the kitchen romance.tm

Omg he told her he’s a chef and she’s so turned on

OMGGGGGGG IM DEDDD

But should’t she tie her hair #justsaying

Now back to the Neil’s crazy fam, where the only other person with sense, Anjali2.0 has also said to her dad, that Neil was always right about him

Yesss gurlll, give it back to him

She’s telling him off how he forego his religious beliefs for her, but why can’t he do the same for Neil

I actually like her so much and the way she’s written

She’s also telling him how she tried to make sure that Neil never felt their mother’s absence (a responsibility she didn’t to take up), because her dad never let Neil feel loved

OMG SIS SAID THAT BY BEING HEAD PRIEST, YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN YOUR DUTY AS A FATHER AND SHE DID NOT STUTTER

Everyone is shook (including me)

I was not expecting her to give her father an ultimatum

So she said, that if he does not give Neil and Meera his blessing, he will see her dead

OMGGG WHYYYAYFOIHFBEI THE ANXIETY

Episode 9

We’ve begun with some cuteness regarding her rubbing flour all over face

And like the idiot he is, he’s told her that her face is completely clean

OMGGG HE’S GUIDING HER HANDS

HOLY SHIT SISSS IS ALREADY IMAGINING HERSELF BEING MARRIED TO HIM

Like same, but I also cannot

Also I’m lolling at the fact she’s imagining their Nikaah, like his family won’t kill him for that

OMG THIS DICKHEAD HAS GIVEN THE CAKE HE MADE FOR HER DAD TO THE GAREEB CHILDREN LIKE SHE GAVE HIS SANGORIA TO THE GAREEB CHILDREN

Awww I spoke too soon, she left the cake at the shop and he was just messing with her

Guysss I really love their chemistry

He said that he won’t sit behind her, coz he doesn’t sit behind girls *rolls eyes*, but she’s not having it and reminded him that she beat him in a motorcycle race so he should suck it up

And they’ve had their first ‘accidental’ pressed up on each other fall

A trope I do love with all my heart

NOW HE’S COVERING HIS CHEST LIKE HIS IZZAT HAS BEEN LOOTED

I’m hoping that Shyam1.5 isn’t as bad as his predecessors, but I do realise that is wishful thinking coz the couple scene where he talks to Saraswati was quite sweet

OMG THERE’S AN INTRUDER IN THEIR HOUSE AND I REALLY DON’T WANT SARASWATI TO GO CHECK, AND I’M FREAKING OUT

She’s found Naveli’s earrings on the ground, Shyam1.5 and her are having an affair aren’t they

I FUCKING KNEW THAT NAVELI WAS SUSS AND SO WAS THIS HARAMKHOR SHYAM1.5

I AM SO GROSSED OUT RN, WHAT IS SHE 10 YEARS OR MORE YOUNGER THAN HIM

OMG HE’S ACTUALLY YUCK, LIKE SHYAM WAS YUCK BUT AT LEAST KHUSHI WASN’T HIS SAALI

AND WHAT TYPE OF COUSIN DOES THAT

Saraswati please go fuck him up

OMG OMG OMG YEH PADA THAPPAD!!!!!!!

Well that’s another week done

#qurbaan hua #karan jotwani #pratibha ranta

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lovethechefswife-blog · 7 years

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I call this dish, “Two Halves to One Whole” inspired by my love affair with Chef. Its a Gunpowder & Chocolate Tart (gf & df).

I am gluten free at home & began experimenting with various diets such as, sugar free, dairy free, biodynamic & vegetarian when I was having digestive & weight issues. Going gluten free & dairy free however has been exactly what my body responds well to.

Here, I made the gluten free shortcut pastry from scratch. I don’t always get the pastry right. Its a mood thing. I only bake when I’m in the baking zone. I have to want to bake sweets to get it right.

As a whole, the gluten free flour doesn’t have much structure so i use an organic guar gum to thicken it up. There is no secret for me. I don’t tend to follow a recipe religiously. I use a recipe as a guide for types of ingredients & ratios, then I go ahead and make the version i want to make. Personally I think most of the extras added in are unnecessary. Salt, though, you always need a pinch of salt. LOL.

So pastry is simply what my mother taught me to do. Getting the flour (& in the gf case guar gum) kneaded with the butter to a crumbly consistency, then add liquid (milk or water), a touch of sugar and salt (more sugar if using water) & possibly an egg.

The fun part is spreading it out on a clean bench showered with flour to rub the dough to get the stickiness out. I then wrap it and set it in the fridge for an hour or two. When im ready i simply roll it out with more flour and use a glass to cut the base of the little baking tins, then I cut long strips and mold the sides of the base.

The chocolate custard is basically the dairy free packet you get in the health food section of the supermarket. Yet with this one I added pure cocoa. It sets quite quickly.

The gunpowder is sachets I bought in Japan last year of pure Matcha Tea powder. It gives the pastry a bitter twang and offsets the sweetness in the custard. i used a bit of icing sugar for decoration.

I think the takeaways to this dish are I need to perfect my pastry & invest in the proper equipment to get it right. I think I’m going to need a larger kitchen though to store all these extra tools.

love

thechefswife

#glutenfree #sugarfree #dairyfree #biodynamic #vegetarian #gunpowder #bakingzone #makeshiftchef #throwittogether #matchatea #cocoa

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