Suite of romance..

1) deeply in love...

"I love you", said Rajesh. "Awwwww, baby i love you too, you were so good, lastnight was the best sex ever." I said, as i kissed his lips. "Do u really have to go to Delhi? Please stay, what am i going to do without you?" I said with a sad face. I really dint want him to go. 

Rajesh was going to Delhi for two months with his parents, to their aunt's place. I was going to spend my vacations at my place, in Mumbai, with a tub of icecream and my lovely cat Garfield. I was 20 and lived alone in my house in Mumbai. My parents passed away when I was small and since then i lived alone. I never really liked my relatives much, so i chose not to stay with them. They sent me some money every month so i could buy my groceries and pay my tuition fees with. I studied hotel management in a well known university, not very far for my house. In my spare time i would take dance classes for kids and adults and on weekends i would teach power yoga to rich people who wouldn't mind spending a fortune to lose all that fat. 

"yes honey, i have no other choice, but dont u worry, we'll skype everyday", he said as he rolled out of the bed. "ohhh! how i like you naked on the bed, you are soo hot, i wish i could take you to delhi, we would have sex every night", he softly spoke as he made circles with his fingers around my nipples. He  placed wet kisses on my breasts and slowly moved his tongue all over them. He slid his hand down between my legs and did what he was always good at, MAKING ME MOAN. 

I screamed his name and told him i love him, instead of replying, he chose to continue squeezing and caressing my breasts. Even though i loved the way he touched me, somewhere deep in my heart i always felt like he was only interested in me because i gave him physical pleasure. 

ohhh not true, he said he loved me! Stop with the thoughts natasha!!

I pulled him back on the bed and went down on him. I licked his shaft and rubbed his balls with my soft hands. I was amazing at giving blow jobs, im quiet sure about that. I made circles with my tongue at the top of his thing and gave him a glare to tease him. He smiled with his eyes closed and gave out a moan. That was him signalling me to go deep and fast. And there, i did it,.. up and down, really deep and slow, then fast, just the way he fantisized it. 

He was in what they call 'the dogdy position', his palms on the bed and his knees bent, and i was under him, my face between his legs. Thiis was his faavourite position and it made him cum faster and moan even louder. I was proud that i was so good at it, even though he was the first guy i ever did it on. Well, thanks to all the free porn available on the internet. i learnt all the tricks and techniques on how to make him scream my name everytime i went down on him.. hahaha

"oh my god natasha, stop stop.. please stop, im going to cum", he screamed. I started to do my thing even faster, making him moan louder. i could see him vibrate in pleasure. 

There, he shot his load off in my mouth. I was never really a big fan of swallowing it, but i did it for him. Because he loved it so much , because i loved him so much!

He sat back, panting, while i lay on the bed trying hard not thinking about how it tasted. "You dint really have to swallow it, you know that right? You just have to stop rubbing my thing before im about to cu--." "shhhhhh, i do it because i want to ok, I love that expression on your face just when you give it out. Its worth a million dollars and i'll swallow anything anytime just to see you moan like that". He laughed and walked towards the bathroom to clean himself. 

"Natasha, my mom called, i have to leave, NOW" He came screaming out of the bathroom, all naked, his thing dangling below him. "hehe baby, put on your clothes first, i'll make breakfast", i said,  laughing really realy hard.

"Dont u fucking get it? I need to leave now, i dont have time for breakfast", he yelled with big eyes.

What the fuck had i done? Given him an amazing blow job early in the morning and then nicely asked him to wait for breakfast. I hated his mood swings. He's fucking Pms-ing all the time.

"Oye, oye shhhhh, calm down, i dont wanna fight before you leave for Delhi ok, love! You go get ready."

Oh my god, why the fuck did i have to be soo sweet? i could just slap him, if i dint love him soo much,, Ohhh IDIOTIC MEEEE..

He ran, put on his clothes, picked up his bag began heading towards the door in a hurry. I quickly put on a tshirt and ran towards him, pulling his arm and softly kissing him on the cheek and then his lip-..."Im late, i have to go" He smiled and slapped my ass, then rushed out of the door. 'i--i love youu too" i said, as the door closed, still hoping to hear his reply from the other side of the door.

"Love sucks" I said with and angry face. I went off to take a shower, just when i heard my phone beep.

HEY BABY, SORRY, HAD TO LEAVE SO FAST, I LOVE YOU TOO, AND WILL MISS YOU AND OUR XXX,

LEAVING FOR DELHI TONIGHT,

TAKE CARE BABY, LOVE YOU!

i smiled, he does love me after all, i mentally kissed him.