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Ajay
Her moans were music to my ears.
I kissed her collarbone and down her visible chest amidst her bra. She held my hair tight and locked her legs around me. She pulled my head up and kissed my lips. I kissed her harder while she moaned into my mouth. She held my hands that rested on her slim waist and placed it on her clothed bosoms. I groped them gently. The air turned hot, she left my lips and kissed my neck while her hands moved all the way from my naked upper body to my pants. She unzipped it and pulled my pants down. I got rid of them leaving myself only on my boxers.
It certainly hurt me when Devi doubted me. It hurts when someone you trust, breaks your trust but you know what hurts more? When you are loyal to someone and they doubt you. It hurts more. She could have just asked me but instead she chose to believe that I lied. I can understand when she doubted me initially but even after explaining to her several times, she still doubted me. It's okay. It's not entirely her fault either and forgiving is the most important part of a relationship.
I don't expect her to trust me right away but once she does, I want it to last forever. No doubting in between. Even when I am kissing her right now on her neck, I am sure that I have her consent and by having her consent I know that I have earned her trust too. I know she is trying to prove to me that she trusts me by letting me touch her but that is not why I'm touching her right now. It's because I'm proving her that I'm in love with her and no matter how hurt I am, my love for her is capable of forgiving her and I believe when she says she trusts me because I trust her more than anything.
I removed her bra and got the sight of her naked upper body that she has been hiding all these days. I latched my lips on her buds. She let out a loud moan and crushed my hair with her fingers. I palmed her mouth with one hand, As much as I would love to hear her moans, I don't want to wake my parents and embarass ourselves. With my other hands I groped her bosom while I sucked on the other. She pulled my head away when she couldn't take it anymore. I moved further down kissing her belly. I held the waistband of her pants and pulled it down along with her panties.
My eyes scanned her naked body. This is the first time, I'm seeing a woman naked in real life. My woman. I looked at her eyes once I was satisfied scanning her body. She was looking into my eyes unlike our other intimate times when she would look away due to shy. She didn't try to cover any of her body part with her hands instead she just laid there all naked for me confidently. Her confident list filled eyes would be the sexiest thing I have ever seen. She had perfect curves. She is the sexiest woman I have ever known. Her body looks just like a dream, everything so perfect.
I moved down continuing what i was doing. I moved further down until my lips touched her core. I palmed her mouth tightly, slowly worshiping her womanhood. She held the bedspread and my hair tightly and moaned loudly. Since I have closed her mouth with my palm, I could only hear her moans muffled. I caught her waist with both of my hands and pushed deeper into the bed when she started lifting her waist in pleasure but I didn't stop until she hit her climax. She was panting heavily when I looked up at her.
She looked celestial with her chest going up and down, her neck and forehead were adorned with sweat buds. Her eyes look tired as if she conquered a war a few minutes ago. How can a person take the whole breath out of your body? How can a person make you question the reality of everything around you? How can a person make you stand in between the confusion of reality and dreams?
Looking at her from this angle, only made me wonder how such a piece of art was created in this world, just for me.
I crawled up to her and kissed her. She kissed me back while her hands grazed my body and went down to my manhood. She caressed it hesitantly. I pressed myself more into her giving her enough confidence to go ahead. She put her hand inside my boxers and touched my member. It felt heavenly to be touched by a woman, especially my woman. She gently stroked it pushing me down.
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