School function

After some months,

there is a function in the school and Ranjita is a well-known dancer in the school because of her skills at dancing and her body, she has good dancing skill. So, today she is going to perform.

Before that function Rojan and Ranjita talk

"You're going to knock their socks off out there," he whispered, his voice filled with confidence.

"Thank you, love" Ranjita smiled softly, her heart racing with anticipation. She had been preparing for this moment for weeks - perfecting her routine, rehearsing in front of the mirror until she could execute every step flawlessly.

As she made her way onto the stage - the bright lights and deafening music washing over her like a tidal wave - Ranjita felt a rush of adrenaline course through her veins. This was what she lived for - the thrill of performance, the rush of applause.

She launched into her routine without hesitation - spinning and twirling across the stage like a whirlwind. Her body moved fluidly to the music, each movement precision-crafted to showcase its curves and contours. 

The audience watched in awe as Ranjita danced across the stage - some students' eyes glued to hers as if mesmerized by sheer talent alone. Rojan sat in one corner of the hall, his face a picture of pride and admiration as he watched her perform.

As the music reached its climax - Ranjita's body arching backwards in a dramatic pose - the audience erupted into applause. She took her final bow, beaming with pride, before making her way offstage to change out of her costume.

Ranjita slipped into the changing room alone, shedding her dress like a snake shedding its skin. She felt exhilarated and free - the rush of performance still coursing through her veins.

Just as she was about to slip on some fresh clothes - Rojan burst into the room, his eyes burning with desire. "You were incredible out there," he whispered huskily.

Ranjita's heart skipped a beat as she turned to him - their bodies inches apart now. "Thanks...baby," she purred softly.

"I want you so badly right now," he breathed against her ear.

"Ah...ah...yes..." Ranjita moaned softly as Rojan pulled her close for a deep kiss that left them.

"Wanna take this to classroom" Rojan says

Ranjita says "Yes"

Rojan's eyes locked onto Ranjita as she sauntered into the empty classroom, her hips swaying seductively to the rhythm of an unheard melody. He felt his pants grow tighter as he watched her undulate across the room, every step calculated to drive him wild.

"Oh god...I'm going to make him lose control..."

She spun around to face Rojan, her dress fluttering like a butterfly's wings. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she began to move closer - their bodies inches apart now.

"Come on...dance with me," she whispered huskily.

"Yes...yes..." he breathed against her ear.

As they danced together - their bodies moving in perfect sync - Ranjita could feel herself getting lost in the music, the moment. She was a siren luring him in with her seductive moves.

"Ah...ah...yes..." Rojan moaned softly as she pressed herself against him.

Ranjita's hands slid up his chest, her fingers tracing the contours of his muscles like a mapmaker charting new territory. Her lips brushed against his ear - sending shivers down his spine.

"You're so hot," she whispered huskily.

"Oh god...I need you..."

As they reached the climax of their dance - Ranjita spun around to face Rojan once more. Their bodies collided in a frenzy of passion and desire - clothes torn off like confetti in a celebration of love and lust.

"Ah...ah...yes!" Ranjita screamed out as Rojan drove deep inside her, their bodies moving in perfect sync now.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Rojan echoed back, his voice hoarse from passion.

Their lovemaking went on for what felt like hours - the only sound being their ragged breathing and soft moans of pleasure.