Previous Part: She wants a Child from me – Part 1
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Today, we will read the second part of the story. So fasten your inners and be ready to release your love juice.
So, my bitch was coming to my location, along with that asshole. But I had no idea how it would happen. She sent me the location of the venue. It was quite close to my room.
As the day was nearing, I was getting confused, horny and anxious. How to make it happen? I remember she said her husband was a drunkard. So, I just started imagining a scenario, hoping that it would work.
The day finally arrived, and she was in my city, at the location. She pinged me.
She: Where are you?
Me: I will be there in 10 minutes.
I dressed well to make a good impression. I went to the location and was searching her. I remember what I asked her to wear. There were so many hot chicks, but my eyes were looking for my Aphrodite.
My eyes were taking a panoramic view of the event. Someone tapped on my shoulder.
She: Ahem, ahem, looks like someone is busy checking out other women!
Me: There are many, but I am looking for you only.
I turned around, and I was completely amazed by her beauty.
Me: I was right. You are really looking like Aphrodite.
She: (she blushed) Thank you, at least someone complimented me.
Me: Where is he?
She pointed the finger towards the bar. He was with his friends and looked older than his age.
She: So? How are you going to execute? (wink)
Me: I will be back in a moment.
The waiters were serving the drinks. I asked one of them (pointing toward her husband.), “Give him a drink every half an hour till he blacks out, and you will get your reward.” He said, “OK, sir.”
She was busy using her phone, and I rubbed my hand on her bare waist and winked.
She: I can sense that whatever you planned for tonight is working. Right?
Me: (winked) Let’s dance. (and held her from the waist)
The people were dancing and enjoying the wedding. We joined, and she was a pro at dancing. Her moves were making me crazy. She was rubbing her ass, and I was getting hard. I held her belly from the back and started grooving along with her.
I kissed her neck slowly and rubbed her navel. I turned her around and pulled her closer. I kept my hand on her waist, and she kept her’s on my shoulder. We were grooving in rhythm. We were so close that her boobs crushed my chest, and she kissed me gently and winked.
I squeezed her ass and kissed her back. I moved my hand’s little bit upwards to the boobs. I was squeezing her boobs and pinching while dancing. We were doing this stuff freely as all were busy enjoying. It was the month of November. The weather was a bit chilly.
We were exhausted after dancing. We were relaxing on the sofa, so close to each other. Suddenly, she got up and winked at me. I just smiled and followed her. I was behind her and ogling at her fluffy ass, which was swinging heavenly. I controlled myself, which was very hard.
After 2 minutes of walking, we reached the room. She opened the door and left it open. I went inside and bolted. She smiled, walked slowly towards me, and kept her hands on my shoulder, and I whispered, “Ab aage kya?” (What next?)
She naughtily handed over her pallu, and I started unwrapping her saree. She was revolving freely. We both were holding the pallu ends, and I pulled her closer and kissed her. Our eyes closed, and we kissed slowly. I kept my hands on her bare waist and kissed deeply.
She was in a blouse and petticoat. We kept kissing and moving toward the bed. I pushed her gently, climbed up, and started kissing her again. We were lost in each other. I removed her blouse from the shoulder and kissed her.
I buried my head in her cleavage and kissed her. She was moaning lightly. I was licking every inch of her body. She was burying my head deeply. I came down to the navel. The waist area is my favourite.
I kissed her navel, and she let out a big moan, “Aah.” She was murmuring, “Just don’t leave me.” I dug deeper into the navel. Her body aroma was like alcohol, and I was intoxicated. She was not wearing a bra, and her nipples were hard.
I lowered her blouse to her waist and grabbed her boobs. They were soft and in perfect shape. I started licking the left one and squeezing the right one. She was moaning heavily now.
I pinched her nipple and bit her left nipple. She was loud and was in my complete control.
She: Aah, aah, keep doing it! I love this feeling.
Her voice made me hornier, and I was in no mood to halt. She was breathing heavily. The room was filled with her moaning sound. We forgot the wedding function was going outside.
Now I started slapping her boobs, and she was in pain, but along with pleasure. I slapped it again, and it started turning red. Then I kissed her boobs. I slapped again. I slapped and kissed alternatively.
She said, “Bas, or mat maro, I can’t bear the pain.”
I obeyed her, and she kissed my head and kissed me. We kissed again madly. Suddenly, we heard a knock on the door. We parted and breathed heavily. We wondered who could be at the door.
She panicked and was confused. I made her calm and asked her to open the door, and I hid behind it. She opened the door, and it was her husband.
To be continued.
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