Love is love (Wife catches you - 3)

Next day Simran went to meet Raj. She picked him from his workplace in a cab and they went to a nearby mall. They took their seat in a food court and sat after taking their favorite Rava Masala Dosa.

Raj told her everything that happened that night.

"Its my mistake too. I always deleted all the messages if it is not read by you within 10-15 minutes. And I also got busy and forgot to delete that day." She lowered her face.

"When I was talking to you, I met a friend and forgot to put my mobile on charging in the car so it got switched off. Otherwise I would have deleted the messages and call records. Then I sat down to watch FIFA after reaching home. When she switched on the mobile, she saw everything." said Raj.

Both were quiet for sometime.

"That day I felt that whatever she was suffering from was all because of me. I was so scared that what is going to happen. What if she did something wrong? I could not face my son too. I felt so guilty. I pledged that day that I am not going to talk to you again." said Raj miserably.

"Oh, so why did you call me now?" said tearful Simran while looking at his plate. She could not swallow anything.

"I felt that whatever is between us, I owe at least this much to you, to finish it on a good note." replied Raj with a heavy heart.

Simran's eyes were filled with tears but she stopped herself. She could not look at him. She know that this will happen one day. But she was not ready to face it.

"Simmu!" said Raj.

"Hmm..!!"

"See, this had to finish one day. After all, we have our families to look after. We can't leave them, right!"

"I am ready to leave everything." replied Simran.

"Simmu, you know it is not practically possible. I can't leave my children. Why didn't you met me before? We met so late in life." said Raj burdened with melancholic thoughts.

"Promise me that you will always be happy and work hard to get more success in life. I am always proud of you working so hard and doing big things in life. You have to make me proud again. I know you are good at writing. I saw your academic books. And now you will write novels. I will call you again the day when you will publish your own book and you will get famous. Promise me that you will do it."

She nodded in affirmative.

"And you will never forget me. And no one will take my place."

She gave him a smile. "No one can ever take your place."

"Preeti told me that she called you." said Raj

"Yes she did and said so many things to me but I could not reply. I felt guilty for her."

"That day she said that when she called you, you said your husband call me all the time, no need to blame me."

"What?? I never said that. She lied to you. And you believed that????"

"Actually I believed her for few minutes but then I knew you can never say such a thing. So I didn't say anything to her but I believe in you. I told you because you should know. " said Raj looking into her eyes.

Simran was happy that he still believe in her.

"So now, I can't call you anymore?" asked Simran.

"At anytime you feel you need to talk about something, you have any problems, you are feeling low, you call. But we will not talk like before and try not to meet again." said dejected Raj.

"Can I ask you for something? A break up gift."

"Yes yes sure. What can I give you?" he asked smiling.

"I want you to feed me with your hands for one last time. I want to hug you one last time. I want to cry in your arms one last time."

Raj  gave her a miserable smile."Okay. One last time. I know you don't want it here."

"No, we will meet tomorrow one last time and I will look for place and get our favorite Chicken Biryani that you always feed me with your hands."

"Okay fine. I will try to get free soon. I have a train at 5 pm. So see some place near the railway station. One last time"

Both kept looking at each other when Raj reminded her that it is too late and she should go home now. Simran kept on holding his hand all the time which she had never done before in public. But this time she felt like a part of her is going away. She always felt complete when she was with him.

She booked the cab. She took Raj along to spend more time with him. He went with her to drop her till her house. But they could not talk. Just sat quietly for 45 minutes journey by holding each other's hands. Both didn't know whether they will get such a moment again in their life.

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After Your Wife Catches You - 2

 Raj stopped explaining. He knew nothing could justify his act. He tried hard to console her. His son saw all their fight. Raj felt embarrassed. He held Preeti's hand and took her to another room. He brought her water but she refused to take.

She cried a lot and then went out in the lawn alone. When she returned Raj was still sitting there. He remained quiet.

"I called Simran" Said Preeti. 

Raj gave her a confused look.

"She told me that you call her again and again. So it's not her fault."

Raj was aghast. He could not expect this from Simran. For few minutes, he was dumbstruck. He felt stabbed in the back but his heart could not believe what Preeti was saying. He just asked her to sleep.

"We will talk about it tomorrow." said Raj

"Talk about it??? There is nothing left to talk about it. Just leave me alone.", she said and went to her room to lie down with her kids. She cried whole night. Raj could also not sleep.

They were at his parent's place and had their train back to his workplace after 2 days. The family members were confused with their behavior.

But Preeti had decided that she could not leave him just like that. She is going to stop him from meeting Simran.

They reached back home. Raj joined back his office. They were living together but nothing was normal. But since that day, Raj had pledged that he will never call Simran again. And Simran was patiently waiting for his call as she had no idea that they are back and he has joined his office.

Days  passed. Every insult Preeti can throw at him, he takes it. Even if he use to talk about others, she connected it to him. Even she said everything in front of their son. And slowly he became habitual of it.

Preeti use to check all his mails and calls details everyday. She never asked him anything about his affair.

"Now, I know why your semen was also low when you came back after that office trip. You was not normal. You behaved in a weird manner."

Raj could not reply. When first time he met Preeti after meeting Simran, he could not look into her eyes. He felt guilty. And he knew she would read his mind. After all, in 20 years of his marriage, he never had to tell her anything, she always understand what he wants?

After one month, Raj was sent for some office work to the city of Simran. So Preeti was anxious.

"I know you must have made this plan on your own."

"It's not true. I don't decide how office will run." replied Raj.

He reached there in the evening. The moment he got down from the train, he dialed a number.

"Hello Simran"

"Hi Raj. Where have you been? Why didn't .."

"Wait, wait. Listen, I can't talk for long. Give me a Whats App call quickly." and disconnected.

Simran called him on Whats App.

"Hello"

"Hi. How are you?" asked Raj.

"I am not good. Why you never called me? I was so worried." said Simran.

"I will tell you everything. I am in your city and ..."

"Really, where are you? Is everything alright? Are you alone?" Simran was happy as well as confused.

"See, I have come for some work for 2 days and will finish work on both the days by 2 pm."

"Okay, And where are you staying? I want to meet you. There are so many things I want to talk about." 

"Now listen carefully. I will be staying with my colleagues. Day after tomorrow, I will be leaving by train at 5:30 pm. So, see where you can meet me? And I wont be able to talk to you because Preeti would be calling again and again to check if my number is busy. So you either message or call me on Whats App only. She must be calling soon so I would disconnect now. Drop me a message as I might not be able to receive call during my meeting in the morning. See you." And he disconnected.

Simran was so happy that finally she would be able to meet him. Tears of happiness rolled down her eyes.

She just hoped that everything goes well.

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Warning: When Your Wife Catches You

Raj and Simran were madly in love. They met in bollywood style, with lots of drama, fight and then attraction turning into love.

They were talking till late nights, finding ways to meet each other, had the fun of their lifetime and spending quality time together was the only thing on their minds. 

Can anything else matters when two people are in love? Is there anything else they should think of? 

Love is a weed, the more you get, the more you want.

The whole world becomes too small and you could travel any distance to meet your love. You become a rebel, just to be together. All the customs of this world becomes null and void and the only custom that is followed is, being together. Just hearing the voice of that special one, makes your day. And you miss them like hell, could not concentrate on your work if you can't talk to them.

But this story had a twist. Dilwala Raj could not take away his dulhaniya Simran. 

Because this Simran got late. Actually too late.

She missed her first train and boarded the third one.

Yes, Raj had already got married to his Preeti Ji.

Love is like flu. It can happen to anyone at any time.

But what could be done in the matters of heart?

Their love was in full swing. Until his wife sensed something cooking. She accidentally read their lovey-dovey messages.

Preeti was broken. Her whole world came crashing down.

She had loved Raj all through her life. She had never ever thought of anyone except Raj.

Preeti was a very loving, trustworthy, selfless wife. Her love for Raj was unconditional. In 20 years of her marriage, her day use to start with feeding breakfast to Raj, taking care of the needs of children and end with cooking delicacies for the family. There was nothing missing.

Raj was also going through his own set of issues. While on one hand, he was feeling guilty and feel he was responsible for the pain, Preeti was going through. It’s not that he he didn’t love Preeti. He knew that he could not get a life partner like Preeti, who had stand with him in all ups and downs of life. But he couldn’t resist the attractive Simran. He liked her company and feel relaxed after talking to her. He can talk to her about anything and everything, that he could not do with Preeti. 

He knew the relationship with Preeti was also never monotonous or boring. They had good physical relationship too and take care of each other. So, he hated himself that nothing could justify his actions.

Raj was apologetic. Preeti was grief-stricken. But she just cannot hate him. She cannot let him go like that. He is the father of her 2 children. He was her only friend. In the 16 years of her marriage, she had given him everything. No other girl could just walk in and take him away.

Raj had told about Simran as one of his friend and made them talk to each other on mobile twice. She called Simran.

"How dare you message my husband, all this stuff?", she cried and asked Simran.

Simran was taken aback. She had no idea of what is going on. She could not reply and disconnected. After getting back her courage, she called again.

"I am sorry, its bad network. What message are you talking about dear? There was nothing on my mobile."

"Are you trying to make fool of me? What kind of woman are you? You have no values? Don't ever call me again." And disconnected. 

Simran was worried about Raj. What he would be going through? She can't even call and ask at this moment or matters would worsen. He must be feeling bad. She was only praying for him. And after waiting for his call for 3 days continuously, she understood the matter is serious. But decided not to call until he calls back. She doesn't care if her husband would come to know from Preeti. But Raj should not be in any problem.

The 3 lives were suffering. But no one was wrong.

All are the matters of heart, you can not do much.

What do you think? Who is wrong?

What should the 3 of them do?

Can love happen at any moment with anyone?

If love don't see the caste or color or country, then is it possible that love sees the marriage?

If you are trying not to love someone, then aren't you just making fool of yourself?

Please do leave your thoughts in the comments below. And wait for the next part.

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Come fall in love with this memorable meeting 3

He suddenly picked me up in my arms and threw me on the bed. I felt spineless in his arms.

My Milky Breast spilled out of Bra as he threw me on the bed. My Enlarged Brown Nipples dotted my Breast . My Breasts are not silicone Monsters, they are perfectly shaped , well contained & well maintained , they were the perfect size for Mihir to suck .

“I want the almonds too with my coffee.” said Mihir.

He put his well built up body over me and started sucking my right nipple while squeezing the left one. I pressed his head onto my breast with my right hand and put my left hand on his bare back. I rolled my fingers on his back while pinching every now and then. He took my whole breast into his mouth and sucked it harder. I didn’t let him leave.

“Aaahhh Mihir… Please don’t stop.” I crossed my legs and started moving my hips up and down. “Oohhh…Aaahhh”

“Ohhh Mala, you have virgin boobs as if they were waiting for me all this while.”

“Yes, Mihir, they were waiting only for you. Just suck them up and drink the whole of it. Don’t leave them today.  Aahhh..” I said with my eyes closed and hands on his head.

And he went on and on until my nipples sore and I had my orgasms twice.

“Aaaahhhh…!!!” I cried.

“Ohh, Mala. Your navel is so attractive. I could not take my eyes off your navel since I met you.”

His lips moved down to my tautly prominent navel. He rolled his tongue inside my navel and his hands pulled out my saree.

“Ohh Mihir. And you are so hot; I could not help staring at your abs since I saw you. I so much wanted to touch them and kiss them.” And my nails scratched his back. He got up and looked at me.

“You want to kiss them. They are all yours baby.” And he lied down beside me with his eyes closed and arms open.

I got up and got up on him. I gave him a sugar kiss (light suck with mouth open a bit and tongue touching the skin) on his eyes. Then I moved down and gave him more sugar kisses on his cheeks and then on his neck. His hips moved up. I moved down to his chest and kissed his abs. I can feel him taking heavy breaths.

I slowly opened his belt and started unzipping him. He stopped me and pinned me down on the bed. He kneeled down near the edge of the bed and started sucking my wet feet with his hands moving up and down my legs.

“Ahhh, Mihir. Please don’t tease me so much. Ohhh, Mihir. Ummm. Aahh”

His lips started moving up slowly and his head kept moving inside my petticoat. He squeezed my hips and my hips moved up. He kissed my panty. His lips moved to my inner thighs. I held the bed sheet in a tight grip. Now he gave the same sugar kisses on my thighs. He pulled my panty to a side and slowly inserted his finger in my pussy. I was so wet with lust and excitement. His full finger slid in like hot knife on butter. I jumped with excitement.

He didn't wait too long ... then he slowly put his tongue on my clean shaved pussy. For sure he knew how to relish woman's honey pot.

“Ohhhhhh Mihir.” I shouted.

Suddenly, he moved out, stood up and pulled down my panty and petticoat. I was lying naked in front of him. He kept looking at my body from up to down. I turned my head sideways. He switched off the lights and kneeled down between my legs and opens them apart. His hands moved up my legs and with a jerk pulled me up and put a pillow under my hips.

“Let’s have some cream.” He moved his fingers on my vagina and opened it with them. He started rubbing my clit with his fingers.

“Aah, oohh Mihir.” I had no intention to stop him.

“Come here, my apple pie.” He said and started sucking my vagina like a wild animal. I had never experienced it earlier. Dinesh find it dirty and so had never done it. I always fantasized about getting licked and could not believe it has come true. I started getting mad at this completely new experience.

“Ohh Mihir, I am just loving it. You are awesome.”

When his tongue entered my pink pussy lips it was totally wet and he started sucking my love juice. I could feel his tongue moving inside me. It was enthralling.

I started feeling a desire to have him inside me. I could not take it anymore. He kept on sucking my vagina, until I shouted.

“No, Mihir. Stop!”

He looked up at me startled.

“Just fuck me Mihir. I can’t wait anymore.”

He smiled and stood up from the bed. I saw him removing his trousers and closed my eyes in anticipation. But he had other things in mind.

I was lying down my eyes closed as if I am under his spell. All I could do was to breathe.

I felt something near my lips. I opened my eyes.

He had slowly climbed on top of me in 69 position and had placed his rockhard dick at my lips. Like a obedient slave... I opened my mouth and let him slide his manhood in my mouth.  

Without missing a beat .. he continued licking my throbbing pussy again. He started fucking my mouth and vagina at the same time. It was not too long but thick and so my mouth was full. I was so lost and happy, that I never wanted this night to end.

Suddenly without a warning he pushed his dick all the way deep my throat. I almost choked. This was new to me but I was loving this new experience.

He was lapping up my pussy so well that the pleasure was sending chill waves through my body and I had to pause to gasp and hold my breath before continuing sucking him. I was using my tongue to lick him from base of his dick to tip. I could feel he gasping for air out of pleasure he was getting.

After a long session of choking, he moved out and turned around.

“Please fuck me Mihir, I am begging you. Please do it now. I am longing to feel you inside me, to be fucked like bitch.”

“Are you sure, Mala?”

“Yes, I am”

He smiled and pulled me to the edge of the bed. Then he held my legs and put them on his shoulders and inserted his short thick cock inside me.

“Oh baby, you are as tight as fuck.”

I was too busy moaning to respond to him. I felt like I was being slowly stretched open as he entered.

He slowly started giving me the jerks and then increased the speed.

Here too Mihir was really driving me crazy. Long, slow strokes and suddenly without warning he would push his dick deep inside me. I was having mini orgasms with this. He did this sequence for 10-12 times. I was really amazed how come Mihir is able to last so long.

My Husband Dinesh never tried anything like this. He would just get on top of me ... put it in ... 8-10 strokes.... he will pull out and cum all over my belly and just get up and go to bathroom. There was nothing called a foreplay or post play with him. I always felt he doesn't even know that women orgasm too and they love it.

After about fucking me for 10 minutes, he turned me instantly. He pulled my waist up and took me while standing. He was getting rougher with time. But I was surprised by his stamina as he went on and on.

He again turned me and bends down and sucked my breasts. He was still inside me. I was moaning loudly. I had got this rough sex for the first time in my life. His arms slowly moved under me and in a flash he took me into his arms. I kissed him as he started giving me more strokes while moving me up and down. While he moved me, my breasts touched his chest and my arousal rose. I want him more and more and to let this go forever.

The more strokes he gave, the more madly I sucked his lips and tongue as if I was thirsty since long. I don’t even know how many times I had orgasm that night.

He suddenly stopped and asked, “Where do you want me to cum?”

I was confused but didn’t want to show. What was he trying to ask? Is he asking whether he can cum inside me or not?

“Where do you want to cum?” I asked him, puzzled.

“I want to cum on your face and on your breasts. Would you allow me to do that?” asked Mihir.

I was bewildered but still I agreed to see how it feels.

He put me on the bed and came out.

“Would you like to suck it?” asked Mihir. I agreed.

I started giving him the blow job with my hands on his hips. I sucked his balls and again sucked his cock.

He wanted me to help him finish. He increased the speed of the strokes and pushed my head towards him. I was choking.

I could see he can't hold it any more, so I pulled out the steel hard dick out of my mouth and continued stroking him furiously .... And suddenly I see a string of white love juice erupt from tip of his dick .... First spurt hits my face and eyes. It was sweet and salty ...

I was taken aback by the speed and amount of juice

Even before I recover from that shock ....he grunted loudly and second load flew out ... Thankfully I had held dis dick properly and it hit my neck and chest

I could see Mihir was having a pleasure of his life ... As if his whole life Cumming out .... third spurt hit my boobs Oh my god ... I had never seen such a big load of cum before.

Mihir was still grunting like a wild animal ... He had no control over himself anymore. He was trembling in his knees.

Finally one last spurt trickled out .... And there was pin drop SILENCE in room except our heavy breathing.

I could see Mihir was drained. He just smiled at me looking at the mess he had made. His white thick cum was all over me ....my hair, face, eyes, neck and boobs.

I slowly bent forward and took tip of his still hard dick in my mouth and gave one suck. His post cum dick was so sensitive he almost jumped away.

I laughed at him as a tease

“Would you like to lick it?” asked Mihir.

“No, would you lick it?” I baffled.

“Why not? Didn’t you like its taste?” He asked

I looked at him bemused.

“Fine, don’t do it. But can I lick it off your body?” He answered smilingly.

“Really, you like doing that?”

“Yes, I do. More importantly, I would love to lick your body.”

And he licked my whole body and face, and got me ready for another session.

Sex is like weed. It’s difficult to say no for it. We slept very late that night.

Next morning, we got up early and got ready to depart. It was an awesome but tiring night. It was raining outside but there was fire in our room.

We kissed each other goodbye and left for the bus stop.

“Do let me know when you reach back.”

In the whole journey, I was just thinking of the last night with my eyes closed. Everything was coming in front of my eyes and I could not stop myself from smiling.

When I reached Delhi, I was shocked to see Dinesh waiting for me. He had never done this before.

“Hi Mala.” Said Dinesh and gave me a hug. I was perplexed.

“Hi” I said but could not respond to the hug.

He took my bag and put it in the car and opened the car door for me. I looked at him surprised. He started driving.

“How was your interview, Mala?” asked Dinesh.

I looked at him.

“Good”

“Mala, I am so sorry for all my behaviour. I am feeling so guilty for not taking you for the interview. You had to travel and live all alone in a new city, all because of me. I could not sleep the whole night. I was so worried. I promise this will not happen again and I would support you for everything you would like to do in life.” said Dinesh.

I was just looking at him and could not respond. I was only lost in my thoughts:

1.      I was so happy that I went there alone.

2.      We both were awake the whole night even though for different reasons.

3.      Or does he have a sixth sense?

Suddenly, my phone rang. It was Mihir. I disconnected.

“What happened? Who was it? Take the call.”

“Nothing. Vodafone sales person.” I said and blocked the contact number.

We drove back home, where my husband had decorated the house and had ordered some delicacies to celebrate my success.

I never spoke to Mihir again.

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Fall in love with memorable meeting - 2

I was so excited to meet him.

“Hi, Mihir!!” I smiled.

“Hiiii Mala!! How are you? Where have you been all this while?” His eyes sparkled.

I laughed.

“I am good, Mihir. How are you? And how come you are here?” I asked.

“How am I? I am so happy to see you after such a long time. You just vanished after college, didn’t even bothered to contact your friends ever.”

“Yes, actually I just got married after college and then busy with the family life.” I told him in low voice.

“What???? You got married so sooon..!!!”

I looked away. How could I tell him that my parents forced me into the marriage as they felt they have got the right match for me? I cried, requested at home that I wanted to study further but no one supported me. Even my brother never talked to my parents about this. And being an obedient child I could not do anything. After all, your parent’s respect in the society was used to be linked with whether you are doing a love marriage or an arranged marriage. Even my mother suddenly becomes so ill that she was living only to see me get married. And then she danced her heart out in my marriage.

“Yes, I was. What about you?” I replied in a low tone.

“I have recently got engaged. Cleared this exam and have come for the interview here, what about you?” said Mihir. He changed the topic.

“Okay, congrats. I have also come for the interview.”

“Ok, nice. You cleared this exam. How many times have you attempted?”

“It was my first time.”

“Oh, really!! It was mine second attempt. It’s a very tough exam. You really worked hard as you were always during your college days too.” He raised his hand for high five. I responded and smiled.

The interviews started late. It started drizzling from 12 pm onward. We had some cups of tea and light snacks available at the tea shop. We talked about our college days. It felt so good talking to him after such a long time. We used to be very good friends at the college.

His turn came at 4 pm. But he waited for me to get free so we can go to the bus stop together. I asked him to leave but he stayed.

“It’s okay Mala. We are meeting after long time. In this way, I can get some more time with you.”

 By the time my turn came, it was already 6:30 pm. The whole city was flooded with rain water running down the lanes of Jaipur. Mihir tried to find an auto or cab but without any success. We put our documents in poly bags we got from the interview center and started walking to my hotel to get my luggage. By the time we reached the hotel, our clothes were drenching with water.

I looked at Mihir. His shirt was sticking to his body showing his 6 pack muscles. He was not wearing anything under his shirt, which was clearly visible in his crisp white shirt.

“It’s raining so heavily and you are totally wet. Why don’t you come with me to my room and dry up. And we will leave later.” I asked Mihir.

He agreed. We went to my room after completing formalities at the reception. My wet saree and blouse became more revealing after getting wet. My long wet hairs were sticking to my blouse. I realised Mihir looked at my breasts twice but was trying to avoid when I saw him.

He went to the washroom and took a towel for himself. As I was about to enter to took towel, he quickly moved out. I was at the door so his shoulders brushed my breasts. A current ran throughout my body. I went inside and closed the door. After drying up my hair and body, a bit, I opened the door.

Mihir was standing in front of the door shirtless, with his back towards me. He was checking out his mobile. I kept looking at him. He was looking like a sex god. His whole body was mesmerizing. Something happened to me. I moved out and put my hand on his bared shoulder blade. He turned back quickly and looked at me. I was still in my saree. We kept looking into each other’s eyes. Suddenly, my phone rang.

“Hi, Dinesh”. I answered the phone. Mihir looked away.

“No Dinesh, I will come home tomorrow morning. It’s raining too heavily here so I am staying here tonight. Bye”

Mihir turned and looked at me. I disconnected.

“Hey would you like a cup of creamy, hot and sweet coffee?”

I went closer to Mihir, put my hands on his shoulders and looked into his eyes. The proximity between us increased my heart beat. He put his hands on my bared waist.

“Yes, I would love to.” He replied. I closed my eyes.

He put his lips on mine and kissed me passionately. I responded back and pull his head closer to me as if I just wanted to swallow him up. He took his hands around my waist and pulled me closer. I could feel his boner. I kissed him harder. I was longing for that kiss since long. My husband had never kissed me for the past 4 years.

He grabbed my left hip with his right hand and squeezed it. And with his left hand he pulled my hair back. My lower body moved towards him and I threw my head back with a jerk. My lips parted.

“Aaahhhh…!!”

He moved his tongue from the tip of my chin towards south and between my breasts. And up again towards the left side of my neck and then slowly moving to the right. His tongue moved to my ear and rolled.

“ohhhhhh”

His hand moved to my left shoulder and pulled down the pallu of my saree. His lips again started moving down to my breasts but stopped again. He turned me around suddenly, I looked behind. He threw my wet hair on my face and I closed my eyes.

“Oh Mihir..!!”

He started kissing my bared back madly with big wet kisses, with his hands on my waist.

“Oh Mihir, you are awesome.”

He goes down kissing my back bone, and start coming up again, whiles his hands moved up slowly, increasing tension below. I could not stand it. I tried to turn back but he didn’t let me. The slow movement of his hands on my wet body was enough for me to want him. But he wanted to tease me more.

He brought his hands forward, from under my arms and held my breasts. I put my hands on his hands, not wanting him to leave. Our wet bodies sticked together as he held my breasts tight. I looked at him from over my right shoulder, he was looking at me. I kissed him while he unhooked my blouse and pulled my bra upwards. He cupped my breasts and started squeezing them. I took my right hand back over his boner and squeezed it. He moved and turned me again. I started unbuttoning his shirt and took it off. His almost hairless chest with six pack abs was so tempting.

I moved my lips towards his chest and bit his left nipple. Then, he unhooked my bra and threw it away.

“Ohhhhh.. You want to be a biting cat, uhh!!” I looked at him and smiled as he continued, “Bite me as hard as you can”

I laughed and bit his right nipple harder.

“Urghhhh…Mala…Harder…”

I bit him harder on the left nipple again.

“Aaaahhhh… Mala..!!”

He suddenly picked me up in my arms and threw me on the bed. I felt spineless in his arms.

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