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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
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//////// Readers are requested to read Both parts to enjoy this Story ////////////////
Chitra led me to the bedroom of her old house and gently pushed the door open. My heart was pounding rapidly to see and experience the situation which is going to happen for the first time in my life. Truly speaking, I never had imagined such a thing will ever happen to me!
“Please go inside” she said gently and gave way to me.
As I took my first step into the room and peeped inside, I knew Chitra had vanished from behind like an obedient friend. I could guess she had not wanted to force her presence at the scene likely to be full of sentiments and emotions flowing out of a reunion.
My eyes caught the sight of a double-cot bed and the upper body of the lady sitting with her back turned to me. Black long hairs spread loosely almost covered her back. I could get the sweet fragrance that filled the air in the room from two long rows of jasmine buds coined together and tucked to a band of hairs adorned at the back of her head. She wore a traditional Kerala sari which was slightly cream colour with broad golden silk borders known as ‘kasavu’ in Malayalam. I had to resist the mounting urge to rush forward and take her in my arms. She was Arathi, my love in life!
Hearing the faint creek sound of the door, she turned the head to look over her right shoulder.
“Hi my love Jai darling” her reaction was spontaneous but expected. She nearly jumped out of the bed and came running towards me. My hands were already outstretched welcoming her. She nearly collided with my body, hugging tightly with her hands wrapped around me. I had to support her as I knew she had almost slumped.
Soon she raised her face with her mouth coming in search of my lips. Predictably, her lips covered mine in a deep, loving and passionate hot kiss. My hands moved caressing her back and tresses.
“Hi my Arathi darling, my love, my loving wife” I too became emotional with my eyes becoming nearly filled with the tears of joy.
“Jai, I am very happy you came” she said between her panting.
“How can I remain not to come and see you, my darling?” I asked.
“Hmmm… come on, see our little son” she pulled my right hand leading to the bed again.
We reached the bed and sat on it. Lying on a soft sheet in the middle of the bed, with his eyes closed in deep sleep, was a small, fair cute baby of four months old. His black hairs were curly, some reaching his forehead. While I looked lovingly, a smile danced on his lips for a very little short time and disappeared soon.
I bent forward to take him in my hands but Arathi stopped and cautioned me.
“Jai, he is sleeping. Don’t wake him up or he will start crying. Love him tenderly and delicately.
However, I could not control myself. I bent on him and pressed my lips on his right pinkish soft right cheek giving a kiss.
“Oh, my son, my little son, my progeny and the symbol of love of me and Arathi….” I muttered. Tears of joy from my eyes uncontrollably dripped on his face wetting his face.
‘Huah…huah…huah…’ May be the sharp ends of hairs on my unshaved cheeks or chin pained his soft facial skin; the baby began to cry sharply.
Arathi took the baby from the bed. ‘Lo..lo..lo..lo..lo..lo’ she tried to pacify him in a common lullaby of melodious sounds only.
“Didn’t I warn you he will wake up?” she asked me lovingly.
“Hmmm…you did. Sorry, but I could not control myself” I said running my fingers through her tresses.
She placed the baby on her laps and moved her thighs up and down apparently to pacify and send him again to sleep. But the baby persisted crying.
“Arathi, he is our son, our loving baby, thank you very much for giving birth to our son” I said rubbing my lips on her left cheek.
“Yes darling, it is my turn to thank you profusely for giving me a son” she said with a choked voice sounding her emotions.
“Why does he cry?” I asked her.
“Hmmm…naughty son…just like his father…will never stop at anything but to get milk” Arathi complained exchanging meaningful glances both at the baby and me.
She flipped the pallu of her sari and removed it from her bosom. While I watched, she removed the hooks of her blouse and kept the two sides of the blouse apart. Looking from up, I could see her ravishing fair boobs held within the cups of the white bras she wore. I smiled to wonder if she was the same girl who shied and blushed to open her kameez in front of me many months ago! Also, her boobs were about 32 inches size then which now had become large, filled with milk, almost crossing 34 inches size after giving birth to the baby! The wheel of time had turned many times with her now becoming a wife and mother and did not feel any hesitation to bare her bosom in front of me!
“Jai darling, why don’t you help me to unhook my bras?” she asked struggling to reach her hands at her back and fumbling to get the hook and open it. She sounded as if we were living together for many years. The sad plain truth remained that though I was the father of her baby, I was not her husband, legally at least!
“Where are you lost, Jai? I asked you to open the hook of my bras” she repeated.
Gladly, I reached out and unhooked the bras in a flip. The straps opened up and remained hung on the straps on her shoulders. The large milk-filled breasts got liberated and thrust out with a big swing and jiggle. I watched the beautiful melons with mixed feelings of love and desire too. My tongue involuntarily moved over my lips licking them.
“Hey, what do you think you are doing?” she asked with a wry smile.
“Hmm…quite ravishing and irresistible as ever” I said still looking at her fair melons.
“You are always naughty, darling” she said with a grin.
I watched her raising her left thigh to lift the baby’s head. Then holding the left breast with the fingers on her right hand, she slowly inserted its nipple into his mouth. He grabbed it inside his mouth and soon started to suck it. His cries had stopped now.
I could not control myself. I inserted my right hand between her right hand and right side of the body and cupped her free right boob. Then I made circular motions caressing her boob and the nipple. Her earlier unnoticeable sized nipples have become big now, almost half inch size. While I massaged her breast, I felt wetness in my palm. I found a drop of her milk on it.
I rested my head on her right lap and brought my mouth close to her free right breast.
“Ponnu Mone, Pappayum oru mula kudikkatteda” (Golden son, let your father also suck one breast). Soon I started to suck her breast and got warm sweet milk inside my mouth.
“Chee..chee…Naanam illalo nighalkku” (Shame on you!) she complained pushing my head away to the mattress. “I think my breasts produced less milk, just sufficient for our son. Didn’t you have enough earlier before his birth?” she said with a smile.
She was right. Looking at her pretty, beautiful face, my mind raced back in lightening speed like a warhorse to the series of events and incidents that brought us together to fall in eternal love and my making her pregnant and her giving birth to our baby son now.
I was not surprised to receive an e-mail mail, on a hot summer evening, about three and a half years ago. I had not attached much significance to it as I used to receive many such mails appreciating my stories and admiring my writing skills from the readers. In fact, aroused by reading my stories published in Kerala Erotica, many females had also expressed their desire and willingness to enjoy physical relationship with me. However, this particular mail written jointly by two girls named Arathi and Chitra was similar yet different inasmuch as they were keen on making friendship with me. I had sent a reply mail of thanks and willingness to be friends. The interaction grew rapidly in two tracks of exchange of e-mails and chats almost twice a day.
Arathi and Chitra were neighbours and intimate and inseparable friends right from their childhood. They had studied together in the same class right from Nursery. They were in the first year of Master of Science in chemistry stream when they had written to me first. In their own words, they lived like two bodies and one soul.
Over days, weeks and months, I knew a mysterious chemistry which Arathi had not studied in her college academic books took place in her mind. It did not take much time for us to realize her friendship had metamorphosed to romance and love. Though I was quick enough to check and control my feelings and emotions as I was already a married and matured man, much elder to her, she had already slipped and fell deep into a well of love and got herself drowned in it. As I was not a cheat or scoundrel or opportunist, I tried to help her find reason with and make her wise to realize the situation and understand the realities of life! But my attempts to teach her was as good as lighting a candle of wisdom against a hurricane of strong love.
No love was complete and saturated without the urge for physical relationship. She had the desire and, in fact, requested me to meet her during my next visit to Kerala two and a half years ago. She and her friend Chitra had arranged our rendezvous at the vacant old house of Chitra which was up for sale as they had moved to their newly constructed house near Arathi’s house. I could have very well enjoyed her virgin pussy offered on a golden platter with full desire, consent and willingness. But I had strong qualm and compunction to commit a sin to deflower (break the hymen) and spoil her virginity. May be I belonged to the old generation not endorsing with the views of contemporary youths in matters of prenuptial sex. Though I avoided meeting her, she could guess my excuses were lame. But then, the initial spark of love for me had speedily spread and engulfed her like a conflagration.
After completion of post-graduation, Arathi and Chitra had moved to Coimbatore to pursue computer course. They with two other girls elsewhere from Kerala, stayed together in a house on the first floor rented out from the landlady stayed on the ground floor.
In the following months, Arathi had become a little more matured but just a little only. She knew for sure that we can not marry each other. However, we made a commitment to continue our love for ever in life, even after her marriage. By then, I knew I too had fallen deeply in love with her. I had promised to do anything and everything for her happiness and wellbeing excepting marrying her.
On a fine winter afternoon, during chat, she reminded me of my earlier promise to her. After making me swear to fulfill my commitment, she expressed her cherished wish. I was aghast if not shocked to listen that she wanted me to father her first child so that the baby would remain our symbol of love. I pondered over her wish and assured to fulfill it after her marriage so that she was not likely to face any problems and dangers in life.
In the following days, we had a lot of discussion in the manner in which she should become pregnant which should be flawless and doubtless. She argued that if our physical relationship occurred after the marriage, there would be no guaranteeing factor to assure the baby was mine and not of her husband. I knew she was right. Lastly, I agreed to her suggestion that we will have sex for one full night, when she was fertile during her ovulation period of her menstrual cycle, just a few days before her marriage. We too discussed the logic and ways to reason the pregnancy soon after the marriage.
So, the stage was all set and it was just a matter of time for the right opportunity to come through. And, it took almost nine months for the D-Day to finally arrive. As Arathi and Chitra were intimate friends, they had wanted their marriage should also solemnize either on the same day or around the same time. However, just one month before the completion of her computer education at Coimbatore, Chitra got married about one and a half month before the date of Arathi’s marriage. Chitra’s husband was working in USA and he needed about six months’ time to arrange for her visa and documentation to take her to USA. So, she stayed back and could well attend her friend Arathi’s marriage ceremony also.
Arathi’s would-be husband was working in Muscat as a computer software engineer. Incidentally or coincidentally, he too would take Arathi after six months’ of their marriage after arranging visa formalities. So, incidentally or coincidentally, Arathi and Chitra would be in Kerala for six months after their marriage before joining their husbands.
Arathi’s marriage was fixed for twenty-fourth of July. Both she and Chitra gave me calls in the third week of June itself to reach there exactly on the date they would inform me. I was to reach Coimbatore and our meeting was arranged at their rented house for one full night. They would come to Coimbatore on the pretext of giving marriage invitations to Arathi’s friends and classmates. Arathi’s menstrual period was expected on sixth of July. With a cycle of 24-25 days, her ovulation would be around sixteenth of July. I booked an open ticket for Coimbatore.
On seventh July, I got calls from both of them saying Arathi menstruated on that day itself and her ovulation date is likely on seventeenth. They requested me to reach Coimbatore on seventeenth.
So, on seventeenth of July, I took the morning flight to Chennai and the evening flight from there to Coimbatore. Both Arathi and Chitra received me at the airport at quarter to eight.
I smiled to see Chitra taking the right hand of Arathi and placing it on my hand. “Here is your darling Arathi. She is all yours now, at least for tonight” Chitra told with a meaningful smile.
I was excited to see Arathi, my love in life, for the first time! She was fair, tall, medium built with a body construction of 32-26-34. She was really more pretty, cute, radiant and beautiful than I had seen in her picture. More than anything, there was an innocent look on her face with a smile dancing on her lips always. She put a small, thin line of sandal-paste in the middle of her forehead and a golden sticker bindi in its centre. Her thick long black hairs tied loosely remained spread and covered her back. The black curly tresses around her head made her face appear like a full moon with dark clouds around it. The cream colour kameez with green floral prints and salwar matched her enhancing her captivation. She wore a long gold chain around her neck and gold ear-rings. When Chitra had once described Arathi as their college-beauty, I had thought she might have told so a little exaggeratingly, but now I had seen her, I could vouch for it. I was surprised how this beauty could remain cool and aloof from the prying eyes of smart youths but could ever fall for an elderly, married man! I suddenly remembered a movie in which a young girl fell in love with an elderly man almost her father’s age! I was equally amazed to realize I would have amoral and physical relationship with such a young, beautiful girl who wanted to be conceived by me and deliver a baby. Strange are the ways of life and nature, I thought!
I remembered the lines of a song in which the poet had very rightly written “Na umru ki seema ho, Na janm ka ho bandhan, Jab pyar kare koyi, Jo dekhe keval man” (There is no barrier like age or relationship but a person only considers the mind of the other to fall in love).
“How does your darling Arathi look, as you have seen her in person?” I heard Chitra asking me in a low voice.
“I could better describe it in two songs, one in Malayalam and another in Hindi” I told her.
“Then, please sing a few lines of them” Chitra requested me.
“Well, the song in Malayalam goes like this: Poornendu raathri pol sushamanaghiyo, Meyyil poo kondu moodunna hruthu-bhanghiyo, Kadakkanil anuraaga matsyanghalo, Ninte kavilinmel mazhavillin nagha-chithramo, Adharathil madhurikkum thiruvamrutho, Pootho-rambhala thulasiyute parishudhiyo..” (which translated into English roughly went like this: You are so beautiful like an enchanting moonlit night, you are that beauty of spring which covered your body with flowers, your eyes appear like fishes of love swimming in them, your cheek carry the picture of rainbow made with finger-nail, it is sweet nectar on your lovely lips and you are as holy as a shrub of Tulsi in a temple).
“Wah…wah…wah” Chitra clapped her hands lightly in exclamation.
“Thank you” I replied.
Both of us looked at Arathi. She blushed and bent her head coyly with a smile.
“And what was the song in Hindi?” Chitra asked.
So I sang: “Ek ladki ko dekha tho aisa laga, Jaise khilta gulab, Jaise shayar ka khwab, Jaise ujli kiran, Jaise van mein hiran, Jaise chandni raat, Jaise nagme ki baat, Jaise mandir mein ho ek jalta diya..”
“Wah…wah…wah…wonderful…beautiful” Chitra said in genuine appreciation.
“Thank you once again’ I said.
“Mr. Jai, you sing very well. You have a melodious voice” she admired.
“Hmm…I don’t know. Thank you, all the same” I again said.
Turning to Arathi, Chitra asked “How did you like Mr. Jairaj?”
Her face had become reddish with coy and shyness and her head continued to remain bent down looking at her feet. She drew lines on the mosaic floor with the fingers on her foot.
“Tell something, dear. Didn’t Mr. Jai express his candid opinion about you?” Chitra told her.
“I have not cared about his physical appearance, it was the beauty and broadness of his mind I had admired” she replied.
Collecting my baggage, we came out of the airport and took a taxi to a good restaurant for a sumptuous dinner. While taking our food, we talked about everything.
At last, looking at Arathi, I asked the million dollar question “Look Arathi, we have almost reached a cul-de-sac. However, I am giving you one more opportunity. I am giving you one more chance to opt out. You still can reconsider your decision, you can give a second-thought to your wishes and you still have a chance to opt out before it is too late. What we are going to commit can not be repaired good for ever. I shall not at all feel bad even if you want to backtrack in your earlier decision. I will love you for ever, till my last breath. So, please think for a while and give me your answer. If you want to change your decision, no problem, I shall go back, just now”
Suddenly, an eerie silence prevailed for almost a couple of minutes. I knew what I had just told had charged the atmosphere with emotions. My hunch was proved correct as both the eyes of Arathi and Chitra became filled and tear-drops rolled down their cheeks and fell down.
“I am extremely sorry if I hurt you both. I sincerely apologize” I said apologetically breaking the silence.
It was Chitra who responded “Mr. Jai, though you are a matured man of understanding and intelligence, I am afraid you could not interpret these tears in our eyes. These are not tears of sorrow but tears of joy. We are sure there will not be many Jairaj like you in this world. We are deeply moved, touched and overwhelmed with joy you are a very decent and nice man caring too much for us. I will not be exaggerating to say if our parents had even cared for us so much as you. In fact, I feel envy on Arathi to have got such a nice man as her lover” she paused, looked at Arathi and asked “Am I not correct, Arathi?”
Arathi did not reply but nodded her head in confirmation of what Chitra had said.
Looking at Chitra, I said “Thank you very much, Chitra, for your kind sentiments expressed about me. However, the most pertinent question is about ensuring safety, reputation and wellbeing of Arathi. She should not face any problem and danger from the liaison and relationship she is going to have with me. If ever her future husband doubted her fidelity and chastity?”
“Nothing will happen to her. I can assure you that” Chitra said. She sounded confident and firm.
“But how could you be so sure of that?” I probed.
“Leave everything to me. You can rest assured” she said firmly.
Suddenly I felt the hairs on my nape stood straight and bristled violently, may be for a few seconds. I could not pinpoint the reason.
I was about to call the waiter to order for more delicacies when Chitra stopped me. Looking at Arathi she poked with full of sarcasm “Hey girl, take less food. Or else, you will feel discomfort with your heavy stomach when you had to bear and sustain much weight on your body in the night”
All of us laughed at the wit and sense of humour of Chitra though Arathi covered her face with her hands in obvious shyness.
“How could you say that?” I questioned Chitra.
“Obviously from own experience” she said and quickly added “Mr. Jai, you seem to forget I am a married woman”
“Oh, right. I just forgot it” I said and we all laughed again.
After dinner, we took another cab and drove to their rented house. After twenty minutes of drive, passing through main road to lanes and sub-lanes, Chitra asked the driver to stop at the gate of a two storied house. I paid off the driver.
“Arathi, take Mr. Jai to the door. I shall collect the key from the neighbour and will join you” Chitra said and left to the adjoining house.
Arathi opened the gate and we went in. Slowly, I caught the palm of Arathi and together we walked to the concrete staircase by the left side. We went up and stood at the door leading to the flat on the first floor and waited for about three minutes when Chitra came with the key. She opened the door and locked it from inside as soon as we entered. Then she switched on the light.
Pointing to the room on the right side, Chitra said to Arathi “That is your room and I shall take this room on the left”. She paused and added “Hmm…keep the windows closed even if you feel a little suffocating inside. It does not matter much as you are going to be suffocated this way or the other. Okay?”
Arathi did not reply but remained coyly.
“Why don’t you join us for a little talk?” I asked Chitra.
“Hmmm…no. The time is already twenty minutes past ten”. Then referring to a saying in Malayalam, she said “Njan swargathile katturumbaavaan aagrahikkunnilla” (I don’t want to remain an ant in the Heaven).
Then I asked her a little surprisingly “Is there nobody staying in this whole building or house?”
“What do you think of me, Mr Jai?” she asked and went on “I had planned and arranged everything meticulously. The house-owner, I mean the land-lady had gone to Salem yesterday for attending a marriage of her relative and she would be back day after tomorrow. The other two Malayali girl students staying with us in other rooms had already left for their homes for vacation. We too had left but came back. I had told our land-lady that we would be staying here for one day and night as we wanted to distribute marriage invitation cards for Arathi’s marriage to all our friends by visiting at their houses. She was convinced and did not have an iota of doubt on our credulity. So, the stage is all set for you two. Enjoy. And, Good Night. Oh, I am wrong, wish you both sleepless night together” she giggled loudly and went towards the room on the left.
“Good Night” I wished her back.
Arathi opened the door of our room and we went in. She switched on the light. I bolted the door from inside and observed the room. It was not big but spacious and comfortable. I found two single beds joined together to make it as a double-bed. I guessed they might have been placed separately at two sides for two girls but joined together purposely for this particular night. I guessed the door at the right corner led to an attached bathroom.
“Hmmm…good” I told myself as a soliloquy.
I turned to look at Arathi who stood holding the lower base rail of the cot with her back turned to me.
I had to struggle hard to overcome my ethics, culture and sentiments. ‘Here is a married man and an unmarried girl inside a closed room going to spend one night together. The mysterious chemistry of love which so far existed in their respective minds was going to work between their bodies, rather with the fusion of their bodies as the peculiar chemistry of sex. Similar to a new product emerged when two chemicals were combined, a new product would be produced by the action or reaction through this peculiar human chemistry’
I went near her. I could feel a very little jolt on her when I placed my hands on her shoulders. I could guess her feelings inasmuch as it was going to be her first night.
I slowly turned her body to face me. She kept her head hung. With the constant rising and falling of her bosom, I could guess she was getting embarrassed. Though she was willing and expecting all these to happen, yet she was breathing and panting heavily. With my right hand, I touched her chin and lifted her head upward. I could now see her lovely face as if radiating light from a thousand volt bulb. I brought my two hands and held her face from either side. Her eyelids came down closing the eyes slowly the way a curtain came down on a stage after a performance.
“Arathi darling” I called.
“Ummm..” she asked.
“Any regrets?” I enquired.
Without opening her eyes, she shook her head firmly in negative.
That brought my mouth close to hers. My lips touched her pinkish lips with the tenderness and softness a small butterfly would sit on the petal of a big flower. What I did not know was the comparison was almost similar as her lips were very soft like a rose petal
Suddenly I found her body shiver and tremble a little. It was expected, because she was kissed for the first time in her life. In fact, anything going to take place and happen would be for the first time, at least to her.
Tilting my face a little, slowly I increased the force and pressure of my lips on hers turning it to a deep, hot and passionate kiss. My hands went to the back of her head and pressed it forward to ram her lips with mine in a crushing way.
‘Ummuuhhaaww’ I could not differentiate the sound that came out of her mouth was a moan or her difficulty to breath which was almost sealed with my lips.
The kiss lasted for almost one and a half minutes when I released her lips finally. She had not opened her eyes yet, perhaps wondering what was to come to her next. My hands went around her body holding her tightly into a hard pressed hug. May be it pained her a little as a faint ‘Aahhhh’ sound came from her mouth.
My mouth covered hers again, this time taking her lower lip into my mouth. I pursed and sucked it merrily enjoying the sweet honey on it. Whether she did purposely or involuntarily, her hands circled around my neck and she stood on her toes allowing comfort and freedom for me to suck her lip leisurely. Her lip tasted delicious and very sweet indeed!
With my right hand, I took the duppatta from her shoulders and threw it to the corner of the room. I looked at her lovely face again. My greedy hands slipped down, covered her buttocks and pulled them forward to press her cunt hard to my crotch. I enjoyed the rubbing of her cunt while I continued to suck her lip. Soon, I shifted to arrest her upper lip and gave it the same treatment.
My hands moved up creeping under her kameez to explore her nude back caressing everywhere. A few inches above, my fingers met the hook of her bras. I realized passion, desire, urge and lust were gripping me. I had to resist my mounting urge to unhook the bras then and there realizing I should not embarrass her but proceed slowly, step by step, as she was a virgin and totally inexperienced.
I took her to the bed and we sat on it.
“How did you feel, Arathi darling?” I asked.
She looked up at me questioningly.
“Did you enjoy your first kiss?” I clarified my query.
“Hmmm” she nodded coyly.
“Can we do without these clothes on you?” I asked with a smile.
I noticed her body trembled a little. I knew too however a girl was hot and horny, she would feel embarrassed to become herself nude in front of a man for the first time.
“Take it easy, darling. I shall help you. Don’t feel tensed or scared. Feel relaxed” I said encouragingly.
I caught the lower portion of the kameez and rolled it up to take it out through her head. She helped me in doing so. I threw the dress to join the duppatta at the corner of the room. I turned to gape at her with her upper body in pink laced bras. Her bosom looked electrifyingly ravishing with the breasts almost the size of two big ripe oranges hidden under the cups of the bras. I could see portions of fair flesh of the breasts through the gaps of the laced bras perhaps specially wore for the occasion. Her breasts were of average size juxtaposed to each other giving a nice thin cleavage, but they were not large enough and pressed together tightly to give a thick dark cleavage. Yet I guessed they could give a firm straight projection without the support of bras. I knew the breasts would grow and enlarge in size after marriage and giving childbirth. I ran my right palm on her breasts over the bra cups giving gentle pampering and squeezes.
‘Haaahhhh’ I think a faint moan came from her mouth.
I had an urge to remove the bras but I checked my temptation. I remembered once again I should go step by step.
I unbuttoned my shirt and removed it as well as the vest to make her feel at ease. I threw them and the clothes fell on top of her kameez and duppatta as if they were doing their own mating.
I found the string of her salwar and pulled it. The knot came off. I pulled the salwar down her legs. She helped me. I threw it to land on my shirt.
‘Uuuiiiissshhhhh’ a shrill whistle came out through my pointed lips when I observed her body now in bras and matching pinkish laced panties. I did not know if she usually wore laced undergarments or purposely on that day to suit the occasion, in all probability to seduce me. Her fair body glittered like diamond in the light. She had long legs, not heavy, but matching to her height and body construction. She covered her face with both her hands when my eyes remained fixed on her cunt region. May be it was because of the natural proclivity and shyness of a virgin girl, she crossed her legs so that her cunt remained partially hidden between her thighs.
“Arathi darling, you are not only exceptionally beautiful, but you look very desiring and enchanting too like a seductive temptress in your undergarments” I complimented candidly.
“Thank you” she said in a low voice.
“Oh my goodness! I am relieved now to know your are not dumb” I said with a laugh and added “Do you know, darling, it was for the first time you told anything or for that matter I had heard your voice after your expressed your candid opinion about my personality on the query of your friend?”
She giggled like the sound of small glass balls falling on a marble floor.
I bridged the gap of few inches between us by moving towards her. I wrapped my right hand around her back and pulled her close to me. My mouth went towards her bosom. I rubbed my face on her boobs several times.
‘Uuuuuooooooooooo’ she moaned softly.
I opened my mouth and took her right boob along with the bras into it. I sucked it softly wetting the bra cup with my saliva. My right hand now cupped her left tit, kneaded its tit and squeezed softly. Later, my hand moved down caressing her soft belly and stopped at her cunt. I had to push my hand as she had crossed her legs. I pressed my hand hard on her cunt often squeezing it.
‘Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh’ her sound of moan was a little loud now.
She pushed me a little away. “Jai, I am new to this and I don’t know anything” she said as if confessing to the murder of her mother.
“I know it, darling. No problem. I shall teach you everything step by step” I said.
“However, can you describe it shortly?” she asked.
“Sure” I said and went on “The urge for sex is a basic instinct in all living organisms and a biological need for procreation and it is nothing to be ashamed of or looked down upon. You must have studied in your school or college books that animals including human beings produce young ones through sexual reproduction and small organisms like amoeba produce through asexual reproduction. Oviparous animals like birds lay eggs and hatch them to produce young ones. Viviparous animals including human beings develop babies inside the body of females”
“Please describe about sex of human beings” she interrupted me.
“Well, reproduction in human beings is through sexual intercourse of man and woman. During sex, man deposits his seminal fluid inside the vaginal tract of the woman and one sperm of the man meets and fuses with the egg of the woman, fertilizes and grows inside the uterus and womb of the lady before delivery” I said.
“What does the sexual act consists of?” she asked.
I said “Well, Arathi, this is a very delicate process. One must consider sex as an art than as a ritual or need to release sexual tension. It is to be practiced leisurely and conveniently than in a hurried or haphazard manner. It consists of three parts, known as foreplay, coition and afterplay. In the foreplay, the couple does all external acts to arouse self and the partner, such as hugging, caressing, kissing, squeezing, licking, sucking, etc. The penetration of male’s penis into the vagina, making thrusts and ejaculation inside it is called as coition or sexual intercourse. Afterplay is the love-play the couple indulges in after attaining orgasm or climax”
“What are the do’s and don’ts to be followed during sex?” she asked.
“There is nothing forbidden in sex” I said and continued “The couple can do anything and everything which gives both of them comfort, pleasures and satisfaction. The motto of the couple must be to give maximum pleasures to the other and self. However, they should take care to keep their genitals in a clean and hygienic way particularly for oral sex. It is equally important that both the partners must be participative in sex than receptive or passive”
“Yeah, otherwise it would look like committing a rape” she said perhaps a little boldly.
“You are right” I said with a smile.
She did not probe further nor did I attempt to give more elucidations. I decided to clear her doubts as and when she asked them during our lovemaking.
I removed my trousers and threw it to join our other clothes at the far end corner. I noticed she gave a quick glance at my crotch but withdrew her eyes soon.
I pulled her right hand and we came out of the bed. I led her to stand in front of the dressing mirror. I smiled to realize it was my favourite way to do foreplay. However, the mirror was not big enough to reflect our full bodies but halves only.
Keeping her standing a foot away from the mirror, I stood at her back. She knew my hands were on her bras hook. I unhooked it and the bras remained loose, hung on her shoulders. My hands went around under her arms to her bosom and cupped her ravishing boobs. First I gave a soft squeeze to them. Then my palms moved in circular motions caressing and pampering the tits. I was pleasantly surprised, for the first time, when she removed the bras of her own and flung it across the room.
I watched the reflection of her body in the mirror.
“Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….you ooze oomph. Your boobs are marvelous, excellent, ravishing” I complimented.
“Thank you, Jai” she said.
Her boobs were firm, round in shape, tapering to the aureoles and nipples. They had straight projections. The aureoles were pinkish but the soft nipples were a little brownish in colour. She had not well developed nipples rather small almost in level with her breasts. With thumb and index fingers of both my hands I caught the nipples and tweaked them several times. Soon, the softness disappeared and the nipples started to become prominent and hard.
“Haaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii” she moaned ecstatically in obvious happiness.
“Are you getting pleasures while I do so, darling?” I asked.
“Ummmmm…very much” she replied coyly.
“Can you describe the pleasures?” I asked merrily.
“Hmm…it is inexplicable and indescribable, Jai” she said with a smile.
I continued to fiddle, tweak and twist her nipples covering the aureoles for a long time. Often I pulled the nipples stretching the tissues but without paining her. When I saw the nipples can not become big and hard no more, I left them and started to squeeze the boobs. The tits were hard and I also enjoyed pressing and squeezing the virgin boobs.
“Aaahhhhhhhhhhooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu” She moaned more fiercely. I wondered to imagine if she moaned so loudly what would she do when I sucked her velvet pussy.
Normally I would have loved to attack her cunt with one hand while I squeezed one tit. But I was deriving immense pleasures by squeezing her both tits together as she too got ecstatic pleasures. This was evident by her leaning back and resting her head on my left shoulder. Her face was tilted upward and deep moans of ‘Aaahhhhh….Haaaahhhhhhhhh…Ooooooo, Uuuuuoooooooooo….Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh’ continued to come out of her open mouth. I resisted an urge to squeeze her boobs more hard. I knew, if I did so, she was likely to feel more pain the next morning.
“Uuuummm….Jaiiiii….squeeze my tits more…and more….you are lifting me to the air…I am getting extreme pleasures…Jai…my darling…do it more and more to me” she said between her moans.
I knew she was fast crossing the barriers of shyness, shame and inhibitions asking and encouraging me to invigorate what I did to her. Once I gave a massive squeeze to her tits when she released a wild shrill of “Aaaammmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee” moan arching her chest and standing on her toes. Her breasts remained fully covered inside my palms like two ripe oranges and I was squeezing exactly the way one did to squeeze out the juices from them. Her moans grew louder and louder reverberating inside the room.
After five minutes of squeezing, my right hand moved down caressing her lovely belly and navel. Still squeezing her left breast with my left hand, my right slid inside her panty.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii” she released a virtual hooting now.
I was amazed my palm touched a soft but hot and wet region. It was really wonderful her cunt had already become hot and wet by merely squeezing her boobs. I pressed her pussy hard with my palm.
“Arathi darling, I am going to make you a veena or guitar and I am going to play, fiddle its strings” I whispered into her right ear.
“Ummmm….do it Jai….quick….I think I can not sustain…I may explode any time” she said and at the same time she made a quick forward thrust with her cunt. I ran my finger tips on her pussy slit as if I was fiddling the strings of a guitar. Then I ran my fingers in quick succession as if pressing the keys on a harmonium.
“Hhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeeeee” she hooted violently with the forward thrusts with her pussy increasing rapidly.
I ran my middle finger from below her slit upward through it to the top as if I was drawing a line.
When the finger reached the top of the slit and touched the clitoris she roared “Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”.
This encouraged me to focus on her clitoris now. Since she was a virgin, her pussy lips were very close and tight. I had much difficulty to separate the pussy lips and get the small clitoris between my thumb and index finger. Once I got it, I kneaded, tweaked and twisted it several times.
“Ooooooooooouuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmmmm” her whole body shivered violently when she released a wild moan that shook the room.
The clitoris was very small and soft. By my tweaking, I felt it was getting hard. I continued to rub and twist it for a long time. However, I felt difficulty to do so as the elastic band of the panty was too tight.
I went to her front and stood on my knees. I caught the elastic band of the panty between my teeth and helped by my right hand, I pulled the panty down. Once it reached her knees, it slipped and fell on the floor. She was watching curiously what I did. As the panty landed on the floor, she was about to kick it away when I took it in my right hand and stood up. She watched me with shyness in her eyes as I observed the front side of the panty as if it was a box of treasure I got while digging a big pit. I made the inside of the panty out. Then I closely watched the portion of the fabric that remained in close contact with her lovely pussy. Yes, about one and a half inches diameter area was wet obviously drenched with her pre-cum.
While she still watched me, I brought the wet portion to my nose and I took a deep breath.
“Haaaaaaahh…..very sweet aroma” I said looking at her eyes. She smiled coyly and covered her face with her hands. I smelt the area several times. Then I brought my tongue out and licked the wet portion. She watched what I did through the corners of her dyes. After several lickings, I inserted the wet portion of the panty into my mouth. Then I chewed and sucked it.
“Jai, you are crazy” I heard her muttering with a smile.
“So I am. But you are responsible for it” I said with a grin and added “Arathi, do you know what is my wish?”
“Ummmm?” she responded questioningly.
“I sincerely wish if I were the panties and bras you wore everyday so that I could remain…..”
She did not allow me to complete before she said “Chee..chee…chee…dirty”.
“Is it so? If you really believe your breasts and pussy are dirty, you should better cut them off from your body” I said with a laugh.
She did not reply to it. Also, my eyes quickly went down her body and remained fixed on her cunt.
I stood in front, facing her again. Then I bent and stood on my knees. I was fascinated to observe her shining love triangle. She had made it clean by removing all pubic hairs and the area glittered like crystal. Since she was a virgin, her pussy lips remained together tightly closed. In fact, all I could see was a long, thick, dark line or slit originating from top and disappearing between her thighs to the anal area. The slit looked like a three-inch long thick cut mark made with the sharp edge of a knife on the surface of a big cucumber.
“Darling, please stand separating your legs and thighs apart. Let me see your sweet pussy” I told looking up at her face.
She smiled and kept her legs as wide as possible. I brought my hands and separated the pussy lips.
“Vowwhhhhh!” I exclaimed to see the pinkish interiors of her velvet pussy. I could see the now hard but small clitoris, urethra and below it a little reddish vagina. I was careful to watch a white, thin, semi-transparent membrane covering her vaginal hole with an orifice in the middle. Yes, it was her hymen and she was a pure virgin, alright. As I continued to watch it, I could find the interiors of the pussy pulsate a little, just a little only.
I brought my mouth close to the pussy and pressed my lips very hard on it in a deep, penetrating kiss.
“Ammmmmeeeeeeeee” she yelled.
I released the pussy lips and ran my tongue from the bottom of the slit to top.
“Aaahhhmmmmmmeeeeeeee” she cried again.
I licked the slit several times. I could get some wetness around the vaginal portion. I had wanted to give the pleasure of oral sex to her for a long time; but I found it difficult to do in that position as my knees were aching due to direct touch with the mosaic floor. I stood up and said to her “Arathi, come to the bed, let us do it conveniently”.
I pulled her by her right hand. As advised by me, she lay on the bed on her back. I took a pillow and placed it under her buttocks. This raised her pelvic portion. Following my suggestion, she folded her legs at the knees, separated them and kept them raised close to her upper body. The trick worked. Her cunt became elevated and tilted upward. I squatted below her buttocks. Separating her pussy lips, I brought my mouth and planted a hot kiss on her pussy hole. This was followed by a rain of kisses, each kiss landing and touching every cell of her cunt. Then, keeping my nostrils touching her hole, I inhaled several times allowing the sweet aroma of her pussy to be carried by my blood to every parts of my body.
After a couple of minutes, I once again started to lick her entire inside now remained exposed due to my separating and stretching her pussy lips apart.
“Haaaaaaaaaaaammmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee” she moaned deeply.
I continued to lick her cunt for a long time with hard press with my tongue. Once I smiled to realize that if I had licked a dirty floor the way I did now, it would have become clean and shining. I also became aware her cunt had become more and more hot with the wetness increasing and spreading. However, the wetness had no odour or taste.
My mouth shifted to her clitoris now. I attacked it with the tip of my tongue. I was trying to turn it left and right the way a cat shook the moribund body of a rat with its paw.
“Aaaammmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee” she released a wild shrill of moan.
Then I kissed on the clit several times. Stretching the pussy lips further, slowly, with much difficulty I captured it within my mouth. I did not waste time but started to suck the clit softly in the beginning but later very hard.
“Aaayyyyyooooooooooooo……Ente Ammmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee” she hooted violently. Soon, she arched her body up, landed it on the mattress with a thud, again arched and thudded several times. Though her movements made her clit slip out of my mouth but I recaptured and sucked it. The small soft clit became a little enlarged, prominent and hard too.
“Jai, my dear Jai, please…please…suck that thing more hard…very hard….I am getting extreme pleasure…I am in the Heaven now…suck more vigorously…I feel butterflies are flying out of my cunt….bite it Jai….please…chew it….cut it into pieces…eat it…Jai..my darling Jai…something is exploding inside my pussy tunnel…my sweetheart Jai, I love you darling…I will die…kill me….” I was really surprised her uttering these words suddenly shedding her modesty to ask me the things she wanted me to do to her now.
I sucked the clit for another couple of minutes. I was observing if she was attaining her first orgasm but she continued to hit the bed bouncing and arching her body up and down.
Slowly, I shifted from sucking to biting and chewing. However, I exercised care and caution not to hurt her. I pressed my jaws keeping the clit in between the rows of teeth and bit it softly. When I could guess the sustainable pain, I began to chew it.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” she roared wildly.
“Eat it Jai…quick…enjoy it” she cried. It was at this time she kept her hands at the back of my head and pressed it hard to her cunt. Adding fragrance to gold, she raised her pelvic and hit my mouth repeatedly. The combined action of her raising the pelvic up and pressing my head down made her clit pulverized within my teeth.
In fact, I had started to eat the clit. However, within another fifteen seconds or so, suddenly she arched the middle of her body almost in a semi-circle, released a wild shrill moan which nearly shook the room and fell on the bed with a massive thud. From experience, I knew she attained her first orgasm through oral sex.
I released the clit and turned to look at her pussy hole. I could see a little, may be three or four drops, of colourless liquid oozing out from her hole. I was fascinated to see her juice which I considered was nectar to me. After all, this juice is different from that of other women with whom I have had associations before. It was the first orgasmic juice from the pussy of a virgin girl. I have reason to rejoice! I brought out my tongue, licked her pussy and collected the liquid. The way one would consume honey, I gulped it down my throat. Excepting a little salty, it had no other taste. I looked the hole for more juices, but there was not any. Then I licked her hole with my tongue and made it dry.
I waited for her to come around. After five minutes or so, I woke her up from the slumber. I smiled to see her looking around in amazement as if she did not know where and how she reached there! Then she saw me and smiled. I knew she came back to her senses.
“How was that, darling?” I asked.
“Mind-boggling, most exciting, exhilarating, beyond words can say” I was happy to hear the way she described about her first orgasm.
“Did you get such pleasures from orgasms by masturbating?” I asked.
“Never, never” She was honest and candid in her reply.
Suddenly she looked sad and sullen. Concerned with the abrupt change of expression in her face, I asked “Anything wrong, Arathi? Are you regretful and remorseful?”
“Nothing of that sort, Jai” she said.
“Something is biting you. What’s it?” I was curious if not anxious.
“Hmm…I am sorry I only enjoyed reaching this orgasm while you could not reach your climax. Was I not greedy and selfish that way?” she said apologetically.
‘Hahahahaha’ I laughed out loudly. “Think nothing of it, darling. I will get my share soon” I said to console her.
“Jai, do you know what Chitra had told me? She had said I must give you equal if not more pleasures in return of what you would give me. In her own words, every lady must pay back to her man, that too with interest. I shall suck your penis now and drink your milk to help you attain your orgasm” she said sitting on the bed and reaching her right hand obviously towards my penis.
What she had said really made me laugh again. “I had just told you to think nothing of that sort. I am equally enjoying what I did or do and I am getting pleasures. It is only the beginning of our mating and many more things are to come and happen to us. It would give me more pleasures and I too would reach climax many times as you too will in due course of time.
She did not say anything but smiled raising her right hand and patting my cheek lovingly.
It was time to attack and explore her vagina now. As asked by me, she again lay in the same earlier position raising and folding her legs. I stretched her pussy lips apart. I smiled to see her hole and the slightly reddish contents inside throbbing the way a way a fish breathed coming at the surface of water in a pond. I touched the hole with the tip of my tongue and pressed it. The tongue made contact with her hymen which was a little slippery.
“Oooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiiiiiii” she resumed her hooting session.
I pressed the hole several times with the tip of my tongue increasing the pressure and force gradually the way one tried to drill a hole into the eye of a coconut. My idea was to make the hymen more delicate, tender, thin and soft so that it would rupture easily when my penis penetrated it and it would not cause much pain to her as well. I was getting a good treat and I enjoyed what I did.
“Ente Ammeeeee….Ayyooooooo…Haaaahhhhh..Vaaahhhhh..” she was moaning feverishly all along.
After doing it for almost three minutes, I tried to insert my middle finger into her hole.
“Ooouuuuccchhhhhhh” she cried obviously in pain.
“Is it hurting you, darling?” I asked lovingly.
“Ummmm..” she nodded her head.
When I continued to press my finger with more force and pressure, she started to yell in pain. Then she said “Jai, you are hurting me. It pains very much”
With my finger still pressed on her hole, I said “Darling, it is just like administering an injection. While the needle pierced the skin and tissues just below it for the first time, it would hurt. Once the needle was taken out, there would not be pain. But if the needle was inserted again and again at the same spot for giving more injections, there won’t be any more pain because the needle would go unhindered through the same hole. Right? Breaking the hymen and lovemaking is just the same. Once your hymen was ruptured and my penis penetrated fully into your love tunnel, the pain would soon be replaced with pleasure for ever”
“Will it cause bleeding, Jai?” she enquired with a little anxiety.
“Hmm…it depends on the texture and thickness of your membrane. As it appears very soft and tender now, it won’t cause much bleeding. May be one or two drops, that’s all. But I shall take care of it. I have brought surgical cotton, sanitary napkins and pads for you, in case you bleed” I said.
“Thank you, sweetheart, for caring too much for me. You are very kind and thoughtful” she admired me.
While she was saying this, I was thinking how to pierce her hymen with my finger. Then I got an idea to divert her attention. With the thumb and index fingers in my left hand, I caught her clitoris and tweaked it.
“Haaaaaaahhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii” she hooted.
While she continued to receive pleasures from my manipulating with her clit, I kept on pressing her pussy hole and hymen with the middle finger of my right hand. As expected, now there were mixed expressions of pain and pleasure on her face now.
“Ente Aaaaaaaammmmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee” suddenly she yelled loudly as I pressed my finger sharply with huge force. The result was successful. The finger tip could widen the hole in the hymen more and my finger drilled through her vaginal hole and went in by nearly two inches.
“Jai, did you break it? It hurt me a lot” she said.
“Not exactly, but I could make the hole much bigger now. It would tear easily when I make a thrust with my dick” I said and went on with a smile “But darling, I am afraid your loud cry could be heard by Chitra”
She laughed and said “Do you know what she had told me? She had said she would be happy and convinced you would be really giving me pleasures and satisfying me sexually if and only when she could hear my moans and yells loudly in her room”
‘Hahahahahahahaha…” I laughed loudly and said “She is a nice girl”
“But equally naughty too” she added quickly.
“What makes you say so?” I asked with a smile.
“She advised me to show you the strength of women’s power” she said coyly.
“How? Please explain” I asked curiously.
“How can I say that?” She paused but added “As you had told just a few minutes ago, she asked me not to be submissive and just participative but overpowering on you like a tigress. She said I should take you fully inside my body and not a single drop of your milk should be wasted but deposited inside my uterus to ensure my pregnancy”
“I agree she is naughty, alright” I opined.
I had been moving my finger in and out of her pussy hole through the hymen while we talked. Though what I did was finger-fucking her, my idea was to make her hole more wide and accessible to my penis and she would not feel pain while I did it during our talk. With every passing minute, I was shooting my finger more and more deeper inside her tight tunnel.
Looking at my hard erect penis on the crotch while I finger-fucked her in a crouching manner, she said “Jai, you had just told lovemaking is like administering an injection. If I felt so much of pain with the finger, what would happen when you do it with your manhood?”
‘Hahahaha’ I laughed and said looking at my penis “This is will do no damage to you, darling”
“But, Jai, it looks like a monster. It may create mayhem inside me” she said in a voice of concern.
“Arathi, nature has made human female vagina to accommodate any length and size of male penis. I think mine is about five and a half inches or six inches in length. There are men having organs of much more bigger size”
“Hmmm…you can say that. But it is the females who were always suffering?” she complained with a smile.
“Did you say suffering? Okay, I agree the females would feel a little pain for the first time in the beginning. But later, it would be all pleasures” I argued and added “Just see it for yourself”
I took my finger out of her pussy. Keeping her pussy lips stretched sideways, I brought my tongue out and pressed on her hole now. I folded my tongue the way a carpet was rolled so that the width could be minimized. The trick worked. About one inch of the tongue went inside. I tried to open the fold of the tongue but it was difficult. However, I tried to wag the tongue inside the tunnel as much as possible. I often twisted, turned and pushed my tongue to touch every cell and tissue of her vaginal canal.
“Ente Ammmeeeeeeeeee….Ayyyyyooooooo……Enikku Vayyaaaaaa” she cried violently obviously in ecstatic pleasures.
I pulled and pushed my tongue in and out of her hole several times. Her moans continued to grow louder and louder. After a couple of minutes or so, I took my tongue out. I kept my mouth tightly pressed covering her hole. Then I started to suck her vagina very hard.
‘Ush..uusshh…uuussshhh…uuuusssshhhh’ these sounds were produced each time I sucked her pussy very hard trying to create vacuum between and inside my mouth and her tunnel. The effort yielded result. A few drops of her juices came splashing inside my mouth which I gulped down my throat merrily.
At this time, I got another idea.
I asked her to get up. I lay on my back in her place and asked her to mount on me and sit on my face.
“Jai, is not pussy a dirty thing to mouth?” she asked repugnantly.
“Who said so? Not at all. Didn’t I teach you before nothing is forbidden and everything is fair in sex? Come, sit on my face and thrust your pussy into my mouth” I said gleefully.
She did not hesitate any longer. Raising her one leg, she crossed it over my body and lowered herself to sit on my face. She made some adjustments so that her cunt became wide and placed it straight on my mouth. With my fingers, I separated her pussy lips. I could clearly see her hole now. First I kissed and licked her pussy for a minute, later I inserted my tongue again into the tunnel. I resumed using the tongue as a sword to raise, lower, cut, block and slash inside her tight dark cave.
“Aaahhhhhh…Ayyoooooo….Oooooooo…Uuuuu…..Aaaahhhhhhh” she moaned fiercely.
While I went on with my attack, she raised her buttocks and thudded it on my face repeatedly. In fact, she was bouncing, jumping and gyrating in utmost pleasures she derived.
“Suck my pussy, darling Jai, suck vigorously now” she pleaded.
So, I took my tongue out and tightly closed her hole with my mouth. Soon I started sucking it very hard. I did a perfect and fine job of sucking envying myself that I could have got all the contents from her inside out to my mouth now. I wanted but could not smile as a little fluid filled my mouth which I drank greedily. I also knew this position suited very much as every single drop of her juice would go inside my mouth.
While I increased the sucking force and pressure, she cried and yelled “Jai, my sweetheart, suck more harder….more harder…my lover….drink all my juices…quench your thirst…bath with my juices…but please suck more harder and harder…don’t slow down…go more and more up and vigorously…I am getting extreme pleasure…I am already flying in the sky…balloons are bursting inside me…split my pussy…injure it…make it bleed…kill me….”
I caught her buttocks with my hands and sucked more fiercely the way she wanted. She bounced and gyrated hitting my face nearly hurting me. But I did not complain. Suddenly, she caught my hard erect penis for the first time. She held it tightly as if supporting herself like a prop. Though I wished if she took it in her mouth and did a blowjob! But then, right at that time I would not have allowed her to do so. There was a reason for it. My prime objective and task was to give all sexual pleasures to her as well as to make her pregnant. I had abstained from lovemaking and practicing masturbation for almost ten days now so that I could fill her vagina with maximum seminal fluid with active sperms as many times as I could to enhance the chances of making her pregnant during her ovulation period. If she sucked my cock, I was likely to ejaculate soon out of severe sexual urge and lust wasting my cum. I wanted to avoid that if I could.
[ ……Continued in Part 2]
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