The love of my life

Hi dear readers. I am Tazz from Chennai, though I am a native of Andhra Pradesh. I am a 22 years old dude with lots of attitude. I don’t look smart or handsome but kind of friendly to look at. Neither am I well built but I sport a natural big chest, due to my karate practice of 8 years. I completed my engineering in Hyderabad and as my parents are residing in Chennai, I came here after my graduation. I keep coming to Chennai for festivals etc, so the incident I am going to narrate, happened on one such trip. It is my firsthand attempt to put forward my story to you guys just as an attempt to please you as well as start my career in writing. So I would be looking forward for your comments and replies and please do reply. This is not an fictions story nor has it been copied from any website. You may copy it or post it but do change at least a part of it and especially last part, as this story does not have an happy ending and I don’t want my negative ending to be there in your lives.

When I was traveling from Chennai to Hyderabad by the charminar express, I could not get a confirmed berth on the train, but managed to get an RAC ticket. As it was an RAC, two passengers have to share a single berth until the TC arranges for a berth. Sometimes though, in cases of heavy rush, people have to go without getting an berth. I came to the station early and checked the reservation chart for my bogie to see who my partner would be. It was some Natasha V, aged 20. I though it must be either an marwadi or a north Indian girl who has come for getting her visa or a Christian girl. I went to the railway stalls to get some water and some batteries for my MP3 player, and some books to keep me company through my journey.

Then slowly the train started to get filled. My compartment was the quietest one as there were less children, and was mostly filled with elderly people. I helped a few old uncles and aunties to set their luggage etc into the train and was infact secretly waiting for that Natasha to come.

The guard gave the signal and still no sign of her. I was disappointed a little as I did not get to see who that Natasha was, and I put on my mp3 player and was looking out of the window as the train started to move. Just then in the corner of my eye I saw a white shirt flashing which was enough to get my attention and I moved my head to see what it was. It was an girl, an American I thought, was running towards the train to catch it. I was looking at her and was mesmerized by her beautiful face and shapely body, and I went into a dream, where I was hanging on the train like sharukh khan and holding out my hand to that girl and pull her on board. “Waittttt….now I can do it”, I thought and rushed towards the door but the train stopped again, (due to some water leakage problem as was told to me later) and already some other fellow, an another foreigner caught her hand and pulled her aboard. So much for sharukh khan act I thought and came back to my seat reluctantly. The girl sitting in the six seater opposite me was snickering as she understood what happened to me and I gave a sly smile and returned to my seat. I looked for the American girl and found that she was looking at me. She then started to walk towards me and then suddenly it struck to me that she could be Natasha. I then asked her “Natasha?” And she said yes and asked me “Do I know you?” I said no and I told her that I got her name from the reservation chart. The other foreigner guy came and sat beside her and then began to talk in French. So much for my guess about her being an American I thought. They seemed to have forgotten about me being there and began to talk. I was looking at them, but not directly though. Then the train started to move and the guy kissed her on her cheek and got down from the train. I thought that he must have been her boy friend and turned my face away as though she was an alien to me. She then began to settle down her luggage and was having a tough time pushing her big back pack below the seat. I told her, that I would do it and I helped her push it under the seat. She said thanks and sat on her side with a sigh of relief. She took out a kerchief and was wiping the sweat beads on her face. I was reading a book by then and looked up at her face. It was a beautiful face. The face of an angel, full of innocence and beauty. Actually she missed a sweat drop on her upper lip which was glistening like a pearl on her gleaming white skin. I had to suppress and immediate urge to swoop down to her and suck that shining ball of nectar with my lips. Instead I indicated her that with an action and she instantly looked at it like small girls do, by pouting her lips forward, as if kissing someone, and with an fast swipe of her tongue licked off the sweat bead. Bas…that was it. I gaped at her face with an open mouthed “O” kind of expression and the other girl there was laughing seeing my expression like that. I suddenly realized that and blushed and went back to my reading, when Natasha interrupted. She said, “As I did not see the charts, I could not get your name. So please can I know your name?” I laughed at her small rebuke and said that my name was Ram. She then said,” Hi Ram. Nice meeting you.” I smiled back and gave an appreciating nod while adding. “Nice meeting you too”.

Then she took a book from my lap, with an questioning look and I said. “Please.” And gave it to her. After sometime she asked me where was I off to? I said to Hyderabad. Then we started to talk to each other about ourselves. She was from France and was in Chennai, Pondicherry in fact, to complete a course in some business institute. She was off to Hyderabad to work in some bank which was not even famous. I think it was some bank which works for shares by using only demat accounts I suppose and left that topic. Then she went on asking about Hyderabad and me being an hyderabadi, gave her a vivid explanation about Hyderabad as the pearl city of India. She was staying at the Taj Banjara, and had to stay there for a week on her expense and had to find some accommodation on her own. Then slowly we reached the topic of marriage. Infact I was thoughtful about raising that topic but she asked me first whether I was married. I said no, and I am just 21 now. She said so what, in India she thought that people get married early. I said those days are now gone and now we live in a far more civilized and socialized India where parents now also give respect to their children’s wishes and ambitions. And some blah blah blah. Then when I asked her was she married she said blushed and said no. Then I mentioned the other guy and asked her whether he was her boy friend. She instantly gave an frown expression and said “No, silly. He was my brother.” Then I asked her why he had got down. He was in the train before. She said that as she was going to miss her train he got up first to pull her up in time. Then I pressed her to ask whether she had a boy friend. She smiled and said, “I think I should not answer that.”

Then finally the time came to spend the night, which I was hoping that could go on forever. After having some dinner, I asked her to sleep on the berth and that I would adjust on the floor. She said, “On the floor? Are you crazy? Hey no problem lets just share this berth ok. Anyways I am not going to sleep for sometime now, so why don’t you just sit along with me.”

I said ok and adjusted myself on the berth. She was reading some books and I was listening to some music. She after an hour or so, when everyone was asleep, gestured me to remove my earphones. I did as asked and looked at her enquiringly. She smiled and asked me what music I was listening to. I said “Eminem”. She said she loved his tracks so she wanted to listen to it. I was about to give her the earphones when she simply moved from her place and came up to my side. I made some place for her and she adjusted herself between the window and me. The place was so tight that I was about to move to the other side when she gestured not to move and said that she was all right. Due to the lack of space I had to put an arm over her shoulder and had to catch the window rail in order to keep my balance. I was careful not to touch her. But she did not seem to mind my move at all and in fact rested her head on my hand. I had one earphone while she had the other. She closed her eyes and was listening to the music. On the other hand I was lost in her innocence and beauty. She had those glossy lipsticks on, so I had an immediate urge to kiss her on her lips and suck those juicy entities. But I had to control myself it being an public place.

Slowly she was lost in deep sleep and I was in no mood to wake her up as now I could feel the warmth of her body over me. I was enjoying every breath she took as that made her breasts rise and fall slowly and enticingly. I have no knowledge of the sizes and cups so could not judge her size but they were pretty large as I felt that when released, a single hand would not be enough to cup them.

Suddenly the train stopped and there was the usual blaring noise of announcer, shouting on the top of her voice. She jolted out of her sleep and realized that she was sleeping on me and apologized. “Sorry”, she said. “I had a very tiring day so I fell asleep. You could have woken me up? Why didn’t you?” I said, “You were looking so innocent while you were sleeping that I did not want to wake you up.” Then she blushed and went over to look out of the window. Then she asked if I had some water. I said I did and took out my bottle from my bag, only to find it empty. She said that it was all right and she would ask somebody else. I felt embarrassed and I immediately shot out of the train to buy her some water. I bought two bottles and was about to pay him, the train started to move. I decided to see her reaction when I did not turn up so I deliberately stood back and was seeing her from a place away from her vision. She was frantically looking for me, and kept on looking keeping her face pressed to the window. I felt happy and caught the penultimate bogie and got on. I was happy to know that at least I had managed to entice an courtesy as a co-passenger at least and was moving towards the last bogie, when she came running fast towards me and gave a relieved sort of look which immediately turned into one with anger and immediately turned back and started back towards our chairs. After we reached there I asked her why she came back there to look for me. She said that she could not see me catching the train and thought that she would get to enjoy the berth all for herself and was hoping that I did not catch the train. I was flabbergasted and my ears turned red at that comment and I started to look out of the window gloomily. She came near me and said that she was sorry as she was kidding and was really worried whether I had made it or not as she would not only miss her berth mate but also a good friend.

I was on cloud nine for an instant and as seen in movies was about to go a good foreign location to sing a duet with her when she immediately lied down into my lap and said, “Do u mind?” I nodded and she replied, “You better not.” and adjusted herself and went to sleep. I was too happy to reply and was lost in her eyes and unknowingly drifted off into sleep.

After some time I woke up as the train rocked much to shake my balance and I had to readjust myself. I saw that she was sleeping with her legs folded into her like a baby and was lost in some peaceful dream. But then suddenly my ever vigilant eye for sex started to twitch and repositioned itself on her ample bosoms, which were now jutting out of her shirt as her top two buttons were open and her brassiere was two sizes too small to hold them. I was ogling openly when I saw that a guy from the opposite berth was also feasting his eyes on that scene. I tried to wake her up, but she would not get out of her trance like sleep so I had no other go as to myself adjust her dress. “She said I was her friend so I have to save her from proving eyes”, thinking this I put my hand at her shirt and pulled the two sides closer. She suddenly caught my hand and woke up and looked at me with eyes filled with rage. (This I can never understand how females do it but they always wake up from the deepest slumber when someone touches them. I had many experiences after this to prove this point.) I had no tough time to explain to her that her buttons got loose as her shirt once again gave way and the guy was now openly ogling at them. I showed her shirt before she could open her mouth to shout and then pointed to that guy who immediately turned his face away but not before he caught her angry eyes. She then looked at me with thankful eyes and caught my hand and was about to say sorry when I nodded and said that I understood her reactions. Now she sat opposite to me and was thinking something when I moved towards her and settled in her lap and said that it was my turn. She giggled and started to pat my head and ruffle my hair as I was silently celebrating my victory. She then did something that we can expect only out of girlfriends. She bent down on me and kissed me on my cheek and said thank you. I thought like and Indian boy for sometime and felt that she must be in love with me. But suddenly it dawned on me that she was from France and they are used to give a peck to everybody there as a greeting so this was normal to them.

After an hour and a half the train halted at Hyderabad and we got down. I brought down her luggage in spite of her insisting that she could do it and I then after we got off she was about to take her bag from me when I moved it away from her and said come on. She was surprised and I said, “I am not going to leave my dear friend here on the station all alone to go on her own,” and then I took her to the auto stand. I saw that she was smiling and was looking away from me all the time I was looking at her. I dropped her at her room at taj banjara and then I looked at her. I said, “So”. She also said, “So.” I stammered out, “I… Need to go home now. My owner would be furious at me as I have not paid last months rent and have to see whether he did not chuck out my luggage”. She managed a smile at this but I could sense something else going on in her mind. I immediately took out my mobile and asked her mobile number. She said that she would have to take a new sim card as she came from Chennai and asked me to call her on the hotel for her. I said ok and rose out of my chair when she jumped out of hers and hugged me tightly. She was crying. I could not understand this sudden out burst of emotion. Damn… I can never understand these girls. She clung to me as a child clings to her father and my shirt was getting soaked. Her breasts were jammed onto my chest and I was drifting off into my fantasies with an growing hard on. She must have felt that as she suddenly pressed close into me and then left me in an instant and fell on the bed face down and was still crying. I was torn into pieces between lust and pity and finally my love and pity won and I went to her and consoled her. She stopped for sometime and said that whenever she met any guy in her life, in France, or in Chennai. They would just want her for sex. But nobody would even care to look at her that she was an human being but not a sex toy and would never care for her feelings. And here I was, even if I had a chance I was prepared to leave even after coming into her bedroom. I then said to her, “You treated me as your friend and I must keep that it mind even before thinking of you in that kind of manner. I admit that even I was not spared my natural human or male tendencies to look at your beautiful body but I did not want to miss you as a friend.” Immediately after saying this she hugged me and I was happy again that this time she embraced me even harder and her breasts were pressing into me as soft pillows. We separated after spending a few moments and I said that we shall meet again. But she added in an hour if you wait and she shall get dressed by then. I did as I was told and waited in the lobby for her and she came out dressed in an comfortable cotton pant with an cool t-shirt which gave her body such a compliment that my ever growing hard on had a sudden leap in hormones and pain as it pressed against my briefs. I took her to my place and my boring owner immediately gave me the keys forgetting that he had to argue with me and said that he had been waiting for me since ages all the while looking at her with his mouth open. I showed her my kingdom and she said it was ok except that it needed to be dusted. I started to clean the room and she was reading some magazines as she said that she had to report to work tomorrow. I was bringing out the dust when I slipped over a newspaper and all the dust had spilt over the floor. She laughed at me seeing me covered in dust from head to tail and then got up to help me up. Then I pulled her down too into the dust and were rolling in it fighting each other off. After sometime my hand accidentally brushed against her breast and she did not seem to mind and was continuing to throw papers at me. I stopped at this remembering morning’s scene and backed off. She too started to relax and then complained that I made her all dirty and she had to wash herself again. I showed her the bathroom and then said; “Do you want me to help you?”. She gave me a sly look and said, “Thanks but no thanks.” and went in and came out. I was shocked to see her like that and my penis had a surge of over 1000000 volts and it became an huge tent in my pants. There was she dressed in her pant and a bra only as she had put her t-shirt in the bucket and asked me to wash that and give it to her tomorrow and was moving around as if it was natural to me and her roaming around the house naked. I was gawping at her boobs which were like suspended in mid-air as her bra was a skin colored one which matched her complexion very much and she looked 90% topless. She said. “What? You saw much more on the train and I am not naked so why are you looking at me like an wolf.” I immediately changed my expression and gaze and folded my legs to avoid her seeing my erection which she possibly might have seen already. I said. “We are not used to see girls even like this so I had a problem. But now no more as I like what I see and even my dude like it.” She said. “Who dude and was looking around as if expecting some hidden guy.” Then I unfolded my legs and showed her my erection and said. “This dude!!”. She laughed and then giggling came to me and sat beside me and said that did u really like what u saw. I said yes. She was like then why didn’t you touch me at the hotel. I said still I would not touch her as I was only her friend. She then came to me and stood in front of me in a kneeling position and caught my shoulders. I too rose like her on my knees and she then said.” I love you. I never felt like this towards any guy except some lust and attraction towards other guys. I really love you.” And she hugged me. I too hugged her tightly and unknowingly and automatically kissed her on her neck. She moaned as she liked that. (All girls like it guys. I got this info from a real girl trust me. I mean Natasha) She then slowly parted and again came forward and I kissed her on her lips. Slowly we French-kissed with our tongues and that lasted for up to 10 min approx. Then we left each others lips for a breath of air and then we lied down on the bed in each others arms. She asked me,” Where did u learn to kiss like that?” I said, “Star Movies and HBO and Mallika Sherawat and Emraan Hashmi”,

Then we got dressed and went out for dinner and then I said that I needed to go out to a friend and dropped her at the Hotel. She said that she wanted me to stay with her at the hotel as she wanted to enjoy the hotel fully. I said I would be back and went to my flat. Cleaned it, locked it and said to the owner that I would be back after a week and when he began to protest then I put money in his hands and signaled him to be silent and left.

As soon as I came to the hotel, the receptionist told me that she was on her way down and I stood waiting there. I was looking at some girls passing by when she came and said. “Found someone interesting?” I said turning towards her. “Not as much as you.” I was really in fact stunned. She wore a soft evening gown of blue emerald color and was strutting around like a super model. I felt very happy to move with her as everybody irrespective of their sex were gaping at her radiance. We had a nice dinner and then were rushing towards her room. As soon as we went inside we did not bother to close the door and were fully immersed in kissing each other that we did not realize that until and couple went past giggling. I locked the door and then took her in an tight embrace. We kissed for about 10 minutes again rolling about each other and finally stopped when we found ourselves locked in the missionary position with my penis knocking at her entrance through our clothier. She then got off the bed and was removing her gown when I said, “Please don’t do it so fast. I want to enjoy every bit of it.” She smiled and asked whether I wanted a strip tease and I nodded frantically. She then put some music on her mobile phone and then started to sway her hips to the music. She said that she was not much of a dancer. I said neither am I, and I asked her to proceed with the tease. She then started to remove her clothes one by one. (Guys you have waited for so much time for the action to start so I would not give you an meager description of the story but an blow-by-blow account for the whole thing. You better stop your rest of your works and start paying attention now and you are free to cum with us :p.). First she slowly unzipped the zipper of her dress which stretched almost all of her back, all this by facing the wall and I was glued to the way she moved her ass about and sexily put her hands behind her. Then she did something naughty which gave me a smile. She slowly put her hands on her butt and squeezed her ass cheeks slowly.(as in chadthi jawaani remix song). I was smiling all the way glued to the way her hips swayed and her hands moved. She then faced me and put her hands on her hips. She slid them towards her waist in a very seducing way and slowly she moved to her breast and squeezed them. She caught her nipples between her fore finger and the thumb and tweaked them as radio buttons and smiled and said, “Hmm like it don’t you?”. I gasped a reply all the while salivating. My hand was automatically on my crotch and I was about to unzip my pants and she said that she wanted to do it. She came near me and slowly caught my shoulders and helped me stand. I stood up lost in her eyes which were filled with lust and she then kissed me. Ever so lightly that I haven’t been kissed like that. This she did while removing my pant that when she left my mouth I did not realize that I was short of a garment which was hiding my huge…hugest erection. Then she removed my shirt too and then held me tightly to her body. I was trying to kiss her but she kept moving away, she then held my cock over my briefs and gave it a gentle squeeze. I almost came there but she pressed at the base of my penis immediately stopping my orgasm. I again lurched forward for her lips but got only the wind of her moving away. She pushed me on the sofa and then she resumed her tease. I removed my underwear and threw it on the floor. I was stroking my cock when she slid her gown over her shoulders. It slipped on her smooth skin as shown in the santoor advertise, and my cock jumped with delight. I could not believe my eyes. She had a beautiful figure with an hourglass shaped curve and was wearing nothing except a very sexy panty or a thong, between which I don’t know the difference. I was staring at her golden colored breasts with light skin colored pink nipples. Her nipples were erect and I thought that she must have been horny by now. She then attempted a booty shake move like beyonce and my cock wanted to imitate emraan hashmi and kiss her ass. Then she slowly moved up to me and sat on my lap. My penis was touching her cunt and I then realized that she was too wet over there. She pressed my cock over her panty and moaned, “Hmmm it feels so good.”

(Man, I jerked off at this junction while writing the story and am continuing after an hour).

So then after moaning like that, she turned her face to me and kissed me. I tenderly and very tensely was moving my hands up to her breasts. This was not the first time I held a girls breast but the effect I felt then was the same even now. My hands were trembling. I touched them and immediately removed them. She understood my problem and left my lips and said,” Do u love me?”. I said I did. She then kissed me hard and moved my hands to her breasts. I caught them this time and I was a little bold this time. But still I squeezed them hard. She said ,”Oww go slow.” I obeyed her and was kneading her breasts as slowly as possible. I caught her nipples in between my kisses and started to pinch them between my thumb and the index finger. She was moaning into my mouth as our tongues were doing an snake dance. Her wet crotch was pressed to my cock. In fact I could feel her wetness as she was slowly gyrating her hips in unison with me. My virgin cock was dying to enter her experienced cunt but she was not showing any urgency in it. I lifted her and took her to bed in classic bollywood style and she immediately embraced me. I then again kissed her moved to her neck area while she held my hair in her hand and was pulling me close as if she wanted to merge me into her. I was rapidly giving small nibbles and kisses to her neck and meanwhile my younger brother (my dick) was trying to tear away her flimsy excuse of a panty. Then she started to push me lower and I moved with her towards her luscious breasts. I kissed them at first wishing to tease her but my childhood fascination towards breasts got better of me and I immediately took her breasts into my mouth. This was when a strange thing happened. After an fifteen minutes of my nibbling, a thin liquid started to flow from her breasts. I was too busy to noticed that but eventually when I realized that I was shocked. I asked whether she was pregnant but she replied that she wasn’t. Then she explained me how breasts can produce milk even when not nursing or being pregnant. Too cool na guys…try it out with your gf’s. But I felt a little sad to hear that her breasts were held by another guy, which I told her. To which she kissed me and said that she did not allow that guy whom she lost her virginity to touch her breasts. It was with another girl friend of hers who made her breasts to lactate. Hearing this again my manhood left a jerk into her pussy, which was a sign to carry on what I was doing without delaying.

I then started on her navel button and kissed it for a long time, all the while playing with her tits. She was rubbing her hand through my hair moaning, and saying, “Yeah baby. Kiss me like that.” She then said, “Are you sure this is your first time? You are handling me like a pro.” On which I gave a laugh and continued to do my thing. I then told her that, it was due to my long fascination towards porn and sex that I learnt so much and I was getting to practice what I had learnt through books and movies. She laughed at that and kissed me on my forehead. Then I started towards her pussy. I was greeted by an non pleasant odor. I then silently cursed all the authors of stories who said that it smelled and tasted like nectar. ( I will say sorry to them later, as guys the first time you really have to get used to that smell and salty taste and forget everything about what comes out of there.) Then I reluctantly kissed her there and started to pull her panty down. She lifted her butts and hips so as to aid me in removing that flimsy and so called panty. It was nothing after I removed it. It rolled back into a string and I threw it across the room. ( we had a tough time finding it later).

She then started to move my head into her cunt. That was when I started to smell her and as I had already got used to that smell, it was bearable now. I turned my head sideways and lifted her one leg up and kisses her on her vertical lips of her love mound. She moaned as I started a French kiss there. I took her lower lip and bit into it as I would kiss her actual lips. She started moaning aloud now. I then slowly moved up towards her clit and saw it for the first time in my lap. But it lasted only for a few seconds as she promptly pulled me inside her and I began sucking it. I nibbled at it as I would to an nipple. She was moaning like a sports car now. All the while she was shouting to me to eat her pussy and to lick her clit and I was following her orders meticulously. It was then she came in floods. I never thought that a woman would come so much and as it came as a sudden flood and my head was being pushed into her cunt I had no choice but to swallow it. It really tasted like nectar to me now. (Sorry authors). She began to shudder and tremble and I knew instantly that I gave her a massive orgasm, and later was told that It was the best one she ever had.

After her tremors subsided she opened her eyes to see me by her side looking into her eyes. She then kissed me and said.” Love that was the most blasting orgasm I ever had.” Man I was feeling proud of myself after that.

Then I looked at her and my eyes pleaded to her to continue. She immediately jumped at the queue and jumped up on me. She sat on me as if she were straddling an horse. As it was all new to me I was feeling very excited. And by every movement she made my cock felt as if it were to burst. I had a very tough time controlling that as I did not want to cum anywhere except inside her warm pussy.

She then started to remove my shirt and then pulled off my pants. She was amazed to see the tent formed in my brief , which was already wet with my pre-cum. She held it over my underwear and gave me a naughty smile and asked me. “Have you ever had a blow job before?” I replied in negative and explained to her that it was my first experience into everything related to sex, except a few breast feeding and squeezing sessions with my aunt and me few sessions of my own personal cum shooting practice in my bathroom.

She then said that it was her first time doing this too and she wanted to try it because she had also never been eaten before. She then lost no time in getting me rid of my underwear and lo and behold. Like an rabbit out of a magician’s hat, there was my penis, in the most beautiful pair of hands I ever had seen before. She slowly slid my skin over to my glans penis and gave it a gentle kiss. I felt as if I were given an 1000000000000 thousand megavolts of current into my body. It was an unique experience which is difficult to explain.(Guys give whatever u have to and even beg your girls for this coz this is an experience never to be missed.) It was like fire in ice effect. She slowly opened her angel like mouth which were flanked by her luscious lips. She slowly parted her red lipstick covered lips to accommodate my penis into her mouth. It was a beautiful sight to view, as it was even more stimulating to feel an warm tongue touch my naked penis. My penis slowly disappeared into her mouth and she began to stroke it slowly with one hand. Her other hand was busy squeezing my balls. She began taking longer strokes on my cock and her hands were busy with my balls. I tried to reach her breasts as many authors have written but It was really impossible from my situation. I wonder how they did that. I then sufficed with holding her head and aiding her in her strokes. She then slowly put an finger into my ass and man was I shocked. I began cumming without an warning but she showed no attempt to let my penis go. I had had enough, but a finger in my asshole was definitely not what I was thinking of. She calmly finished milking my cock, which lasted a good part of another ten minutes. Man have I ever cummed that much….

Then I fell back into the covers as I had a feeling of nausea and I began to drift into an sub conscious state due to the series of events that happened to me. She then slid by my side and rested her head onto my shoulders. That was when I looked into her eyes with an expression of thanks. She reciprocated with an wink and a warm kiss on my lips. It was then I noticed a small stream of my own cum on her cheek and failed to suppress an urge to lick it. It tasted salty but it was like her cum. She laughed at my expression and we fell into an warm embrace. Slowly we drifted into an sleep.

I woke up with an familiar feeling of an warm breath over my cock and saw that Natasha was posed at my penis licking it as if it were an lollipop. She smiled and winked at me and explained to me that we had unfinished business. I agreed and then proceeded to pull her up. Then I got an idea and said to her to start the 69 position. She agreed and immediately fell into place. I started by kissing her mound, and inserting my finger into her. She was giving out loud moans while continuously stroking my shaft of love. I kissed her labia and held her clit in between my teeth though gently. It was when she screamed and jumped reversed onto me and was on me. She was then literally pressing her mound onto my shaft as if begging me to fuck her. I accepted and slowly got on top of her and she as if It was an natural progression put her legs onto my shoulders. I slowly pressed my cock between her cunt lips and she was begging me to push it in. She was holding my buttocks and pulling me in. I felt a slight pain, but gave an mighty lunge into her waiting pussy. She squirmed with excitement and I felt and sense of accomplishment already. Little did I know that it merely started then. I began my in and out strokes and she was also moving with my rhythms. Man It was an swell experience. I now knew why they called this act of love as a heavenly process. I already could see the stars. I began to suckle her breasts more for her precious pre-pregnancy milk and she was biting onto my shoulders. We did this for another great 40 minutes and I really swear I don’t know how I did it or what I did. I really cannot remember and I don’t want to make up shit here. Please understand guys.

Finally I declared that I was about to come. She had already cummed about 5 times till then as far as I counted. She immediately pulled me more into her by my buttocks and wrapped her legs tightly around my waist. This made her passage even tighter and pleasurable. My unusually thick cock then started to show signs of weakness as I collapsed onto her and she hugged me tightly. I started to pump jet after jet into her warm pussy and she was all the while whispering into my ears ,”Cum baby. Cum into me. Yeah fill my pussy yeah fuck.” I really was turned on by those words I have to admit. She was making an different kind of movement now. It was like the thing you do hold off the urgency to piss, by pressing the stomach. Man it was like a magical hand squeezing or rather milking my cock. Man it was simply too wonderful. We lay like that for what seemed like eternity. Then slowly moved off into peaceful sleep. The entire next week was spent like that, except for the days as she had work to do and I had to go to my college. We started living like an married couple out for an honeymoon. I taught her some words in telugu and we did a lot of shopping. I introduced her to all my friends who were simply dumbstruck by her beauty. They imagined what I was doing when I was staying and even asked me if they could join. I flatly refused saying that I loved her more than my life, and I would ask her to marry me. They had to reluctantly give up the proposal then and there. But were happy for me.

But guys twist of fate and I did not marry her. I would not like to share that personal experience as I don’t want to spoil your moods by mentioning the sad parts of my life. Please give me your replies and comments. All guys and girls are invited to post their comments. Suggestions are invited. Thanks for bearing with me for all this time and please forgive me if I had offended anyone knowingly or unknowingly. Hope that my typing and grammar errors would be forgiven. Chennai and Hyderabad girls and aunties can contact me for an detailed practical explanation of my story. Contact me at .