The untold story of a Courtesan

Eight

The kissed that sparked the burning passion between them was inevitable and while Diwali was being celebrated in the city, Zafar and Alia couldn't help themselves on this special occasion of the Hindu people.Alia took off her blouse and skirt once again and within moments was naked,Zafar couldn't stop his mouth from hanging opened and did the same.

Both naked,Alia walked up to Zafar,who was lying on the bed with his chest and abs that could turn on any women and his prized possession his harness that was ready to destroy her opening.

She sat on top of him and kiss him passionately until he flip her over on the bed,her back facing him and he ascended down to her curvy ass and starting licking her opening in which she moaned and pulled the sheets.he then slowly enter his harness in her opening and she groaned in a lustful agony,he then grab her neck with his massive hand and fucked her with each time being more breathtaking then the next.

After a while,he did one last push and release his swimmers into her and rest on her back,breathless from the heat that has engulfed the two of them and the temple bell that in the city went off indicated to all it's midnight.he took out his harness and they both fell on to the comfort of the sheets.

They both lying next to each other and staring at the ceiling and couldn't explain what had occurred when Zafar said"what was that?".he replied turning himself to face Alia who's on his left with hair hanging to her side.

"Something unexplainable!".she replied while looking at him.

He pushed her hair behind her ear when nether of them spoke words and he kiss every part of her face making her laugh.

she then sat up straight with her knees and rest her chin on,when she tried to keep her eyes open but ended up falling fast asleep and Zafar caught it and pulled her to him.she lied against his chest and he kissed her forehead and fast asleep she was,he smile out of nowhere at this women who he encounter with is yet the beginning of something.

He closed his eyes listening to city noises of celebration and the music of the main hall which he not long after caught in a peaceful dream.

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The next morning,sun shining into her room from the huge window and lighting up the place.Alia woke up not wanting to leave Zafar warmth and ended up playing with his curls to keep her from getting bored.

She then tried to stand slowly not wanting to wake him up when a hand had a tight grip on her and she turned around and was pulled into a blissful kiss which more breathtaking then the minute passing by.she pulled away and smile with saying"Salam alaikum Meri Jaan(my love in Hindi)".

"Alaikum Salam my begum(queen in Arabic)".he replied and her cheek's brighten up even more.

"Someone in a good mood!".he uttered with a smirk.

"Indeed...I'm after last night sensation!".she replied.

"What time is it!".Zafar asked looking at how bright the room is from the sunlight.

"By judging the sunlight.....it's abit late!"Alia said.

"I have to get home,my family is probably worry about whereabouts!".he replied with a worried look.

Alia felt sad by his words and said"why so soon?".

"Aww.....my begum missing me already!".he replied with caressing her soft cheeks.

He then got out of bed and pick up his clothes when Alia caught a perfect image of body from behind specifically his ass and said"stunning bottom!".she said with a giggle.

"Ohh........indeed I'm born to be perfect!".he exaggerated.

"Oh please!".I replied back with grin.

He was finally done dressed and ready to go when I grab my black dupatta(Hindi word for scarf or shawl) and threw it over my upper body and hop in my skirt that was lying on the floor with my blouse and ran towards him and embrace him tightly.

He lifted my head up and kiss my cheeks gently with a whisper in my ear"see you soon Meri Jaan!".he said and left my room quickly.