My Dearest Rival

52.Shivansh

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Who needs therapy when you can simply have sex. I've been thinking about it since the first time I did it. To be honest, never in my life, i have been this much excited and happy.

Yes i have had imagination regarding sex, like i had no idea about it. Many times i tried to watch porn but end up watching cartoon. I wanted to know about this thing, i wanted to explore it, i wanted to do it. But with only one girl and that is my woman, my love, my sangquake.

That time i had my own agony towards her yet I felt like i was cheating on her if by mistake i see a half naked woman. Every time i see a woman i feel like it's wrong to see any other woman. I felt like i was committed to sangquake even when she was not with me, even when she hated me. All my college life when my friends were dating others girls, I tried controlling myself from looking at any other women. Every single time, i try to talk to any woman, the thought of a sangquake haunt me. I hated it even more. I hated myself because I couldn't control myself around her.

All my life i wanted one woman and that's the woman who hated me. Perhaps i had my own problems with her but i never hated her. Not when i was in love with her during childhood. She was my first love and probably last. I don't know what future might brings to us. I have no idea what might happen in future but i know one thing very clearly and that is she is now mine and i am his. She was the first woman i ever loved, i ever adored, i claimed as mine. She is fucking mine now. I have made her mine. The thought of being claiming her as mine is fucking fantastic. No one in my life has ever given me this much happiness ever.

I am awestruck by her beauty. She is the most beautiful woman i have ever seen, not that i have seen any other woman with that eye yet i know she is the most beautiful woman.

"Ah!" she moaned as my tongue tasted her. She fucking taste like mine. Her taste is like drugs and I am willing to give everything to be addicted to it.

"Wait what the fuck" she says as she yawned and then sit on the bed. She looks between her thighs and find me licking her pussy.

"What the fucking fuck?" She groaned. In return i grinned like i have done something earth shaking. Well for me it's like extraordinary thing, making her come in her sleep is like winning filmfare twice in a year.

"Did i just come on..." she look around. "On the bed?" she made that face.

I have finished what i was doing so i got up and sat in front of her. She instantly covered her pussy. For a minus second i felt sad that she hid what's mine. I don't like this. If i had my own ways I prefer to see her naked and myself lying between my thighs.

"No you came on my tongue" I replied.

"What the fuck Man! I was sleeping!" she threw her hands in air.

"And moaning my name" i said.

"You are horny"

"No i am just obsessed with my wife" i shrugged casually.

"Your tongue was inside of me when I was sleeping. That's super gross" she made a face.

"That's sexy, love" I argue.

"Shut it! I thought I was dreaming" she let out a long breath.

"Well you can dream while i fuck her" i said proudly.

"Fucking me once doesn't give you license to fuck me without my permission" she said.

"Let's be clear here. Your pussy belongs to me and i will fuck it every time i want to" i said, trying to dominate her.