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A week later, I and Hari met again. In the same way, he parked his car and opened the front door that I left unlocked. I did not t get up to receive him at the door. He walked in and I called him to come in.
I was a little busy on my phone, wearing a short black dress and comfortably sitting on my bed, with my legs cross-crossed. He dived in and laid down straight on the bed with his head on my lap. I caressed his face and bent over to plant a kiss on his cheek.
Hari always wears checkered shirts, nicely ironed khaki pants, oh and his socks on! That is the way he heads to the office, but lol, once in a while, he heads over here and then to work.
A couple of minutes later, Hari moved to the side of the bed and called me in for a hug. I put my phone away and went in for it, adjusted a bit here and there till we nicely snuggled in and hugged so passionately. We did really miss each other. It was a week of wait, till we got to see each other again – with morning-to-night chats exchanged every day.
Oh, now where was I? Oh, those hot kisses and cuddles. Then we got up. I usually help him pull down his pants, but this time, guess I was too lazy. He undressed himself and I just untied the bow off the back of my dress with one hand and then waited for him to pull it off. He kept his clothes on a chair in the hall safely so it wouldn’t get crumpled and he could go neatly back to work.
We then kissed a whole lot, intense kisses were the topic the previous day on the chat and he promised me some. Soon my Tamil boyfriend was hard on and I gave him a little blowjob before we headed to do a standing fingering! Yup, that was something we planned to try as well that day. I knew I would enjoy it and that I had never tried it before.
He squatted down and fingered me, and it went from me having one leg on my bed for some time, then down, then my hands around his head, soon caressing his hair, and then over around his neck, and then bending over his shoulders, and screaming throughout. The more I screamed, the more he did it, turning his finger front to back and back to front and going up and down. And right before I was about to weep out, he stopped and I fell onto my bed, tummy down, breathing heavily. It sure was amazing, I totally loved it!
We discussed it and I replied to the best I could. Beyond the exhaustion, I was in. He then laid right over me and I loved it. More cuddles and kisses. Lots of pecking while I was scrolling on my phone, showing him something as we discussed some more.
While he was lying over me, his penis was moving and it felt so funny. I kept saying, “Your popsicle is talking with me,” and we giggled for some time. He slowly got off and I turned over for some missionary sex. Love was up in the air. The best position for some quick sex. Of course, he came pretty quickly and stayed in there after till I giggled so hard with his constant entertainment till his penis slipped out. The cum was pouring out and trickling down to my ass crack! Oh, not to forget, Hari was an aspiring standup comedian!
I then had to push him to get up and clean up. We took a bathroom break to clean up and got back to cuddling some more. After a little more time, we decided to try doggy by the bed, with him standing. He suggested me to use some pillows for support. And that doggy sex was what I call – ecstasy! Fucking amazing. And before we knew it, Hari was on top of me, both lying down straight and still fucking hard. And that had me moaning even more. Again, we giggled so hard that I pushed him straight out from inside me.
Next, he asked me if we could do sex on the table which was our now usual. I said sure, but asked for some more fingering just before that, as I felt I was all dry after using the washroom.
In the hall, I stood with one leg supported on his thigh, while knelt down to reach below me. Fast fingering got me wet and buzzing, of course moaning as I bent over and hugged him. Then I went and laid on my dining table, where I spread a blanket before. He held up my legs apart and poked into me. I love this one as it goes so deep, and makes me scream so much. When I thought it was going fine, and got a little silent, Hari went hitting in and out faster and deeper. I started to scream and moan again. Soon, my mouth was all dry and I asked him for his lips on mine for a kiss.
We both bent in to kiss. And then we again got back to banging. Sometimes, my legs were on either side, sometimes they were resting on my Tamil boyfriend’s hands, sometimes they were straight up on his shoulders, and one time they were turned up to sleep on my side, while he screwed in – screw pose guys! It lasted for 30 minutes and till my legs were, I guess. Still, this guy hadn’t cummed. Some sort of superhuman. He said he practiced a lot to sustain this long.
Soon we got back to bed, cuddled, and then it was time for cowgirl, and ordering lunch. I started asking about lunch, “What shall we order from DoorDash?” And that was when my south Indian bf asked me to sit on top. I absolutely love cowgirl. So, I sat on top and moved my butt in a rocking motion – front and back, as I scrolled on the food ordering app up and down to order chicken biriyani. No way, I wasn’t able to even search for a simple dish and place an order.
When I sat straight, he pulled me forward, and while I was forward, I wasn’t able to focus and comfortably scroll for the dish. And also I held up the rocking motion to ride my man. Finally, I gave up and handed my phone to him, to pick up the dishes and then we placed the order.
We giggled some more, as I couldn’t multitask to place a simple order while I rode my hot and handsome boyfriend’s cock. After some time, I quickly pulled out. Wow, I love that feeling. I reached to the tip. The entering and exiting are the best feelings. We let his little man, fondly called ‘Wiggly’ to sleep.
After some more cuddles and giggles, the lunch was here. And we got up to clean up and dressed back up to eat. We loved the day while this guy still cribbed that he could have performed much better.
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