Pookal Pookum Tharunam

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Second update of the day. Make sure you have read Chp 63 before reading furthur.

Sreedevi

I regret the times when I used to think sex is gross. 

It is the most beautiful thing that I have ever experienced. For a girl who didn't want anything to happen in her life, sex was no exception. I used to think I had some kind of problem when I had no interest in sex or any kind of intimacy. I had those interests when I had a crush on Ajay long ago, but eventually I lost it. I have imagined having sex with an imaginary man when I was at college but I have never wanted it to become true.

Look how the tables turned. From somebody who never wanted to have sex at all, to somebody who decorated her room for her first night as a surprise gift for her husband.

With one last thrust, Ajay collapsed onto my chest hitting the climax. His whole body was on me and his thing was still inside me. He kissed my shoulder and pulled back. He kissed my forehead and smiled at me. I smiled tiredly panting heavily.

"How was it?" He asked as a whisper leaning to my lips.

"Beautiful" I whispered into his lips and kissed him.

I pushed him down, thus getting out from under the bed. I got on top of him, both of his hands intertwined with mine, I held them above his head. Our gentle kiss turned passionate in no time. He pulled his hands out of my hold and held my waist. He pulled out and entered inside me again. He moved my waist up and down helping me to ride him. I bit my lips to control my moan but I couldn't hold it more when it started getting more intense. The flapping sound of our bodies along with his groans and my moans echoed the room.

Once we were done, he pulled himself out of me, I laid beside him on the floor while we both painted heavily. I put my legs on him and hugged him tightly. He wrapped his arms around my shoulder and kissed my head. The bed was towards Ajay's side and towards my side was the French door that led to the balcony in our room. I turned my head towards it hearing the heavy rain sound. I sighed and looked at him. He smiled at me.

"Romba varsham munnadi.. " Ajay said "11-12 years ago, unna kattika poravan romba kuduth vachavan nu epome nenaipen.. avan mele romba poraamaya irunthuch... Pahh ipdi oru figure avanuk kedaika poguthe nu...ana athu naan ah thaan iruken nu ennala ipovum namba mudila Devi"

I laughed.

"Seriously Jay? Ennala athellam ipovum namba mudila.. that you had a crush on me nu ellam"

"Crush ah di athu??" Ajay sighed "Oru crush aala manushana moochu vida kooda vidama panna mudiyuma?" He looked at me.

I frowned at him.

"Whenever you are there, ennala seriya moochu vida kooda mudiyathu.. avlo anxious ah irupen" he said.

"Yen Ajay.. unak enkitta ithu sollanum nu oru naal kooda thonunathe illaya?" I asked him.

"Epo unna paathalum thonum.. unkitta pesanum, unna pathi therinjikanum, manasula thondrath sollanum.. yen di un varumkaala purushana nenach porama padra enak..athu naan ah irukka koodatha nu yosichirka matena?"

"Apro yen Ajay sollala?"

"Bayam thaan Devi" He sighed "Unak enna pudikuma nu therila, we are family friends.. unkitta solli, nee athu mohan uncle kitta solli, apro namma parents oda friendship badhichirumo nu bayam... Apro most important ah friends.. pasangaluk yen nu therila unna appolam avungaluk pudikathu.." he said.

"Theriyum" I nodded.

"Hmm..athaan so unna pudichuruk nu sonna avunga enna sethuka maatangalo.. veruthurvangalo nu bayam.. apolam namma vayasu athaane Devi .. we are not that matured... Annaik situation la unkooda.. ellam impossible maari thaan irunthuch"