27-02-2020, 11:32 AM
I reluctantly disengaged from Zarine to open the door, I waited a few minutes for Zarine to cover herself with the blanket. I opened the room door and ushered the room service waiter in with our breakfast.
The waiter immediately realised that he had interrupted us, his face was flushed but he was not to blame. He quickly left the room after picking up the tip from me.
I poured tea in two cups and handed it to Zarine. I took my tea cup and laid down beside Zarine. "Did you see the waiter's face?" I asked her.
"No, why?" She asked.
"He looked flushed, he definitly knew what we were upto before he interrupted". We both laughed at that. Again the telephone rang for the 2nd time in less than 2 hours. I picked it up, it was Manish on the other line, "Kidhar ho tum dono". he asked.
"Apne room mein, aur kahaan". I said.
"Abbe tum log breakfast ke liye kyon nahin aaye?". He asked.
"Abhi aaya hai breakfast, we decided to have it in the room itself, thakk gaye the yaar". I said.
"Toh aaj kya karna hai". He asked.
"Ek kaam karro, tum dono humare kamre mein aa jao, yahin gappen maarte hain, hir decide karte hain ke aaj kya karna hai". I said.
"Ok, hum aa rahe hain 5 minute mein". He said and hung up.
That entire day nothing much happened, the four of us just lazed around in our room and had loads of masti. After an early dinner, manish and meghna retired to their room.
That night Zarine and made intense love for a couple of hours and then slept since we had to leave back for college early in the morning.
For the next couple of weeks, Zarine and I met often and continued with our affair secretly.
During this time, I and Manish started to look for a room for me to stay outside of college. This was a thought that I had which was the only way I and Zarine could meet every day and have our privacy. I informed Zarine of my idea and she was very excited, we looked forward to having a great time together when we get the room and the much needed privacy. Months were running out, Zarine was passing out within a couple of months. We were getting desperate.
Finally after 1 month of searching for a room close to the city as well as the college, I found one. Zarine and I decided to share the rent which was as it is not much, i remember it was hardly 2500 per month for a small 1 bedroom with attached bathroom and a small 2 seater balcony on the 12th floor apartment building.
When I got the room, i decided to do it up myself. So i told Zarine that for the next 3 days she will not be allowed in the room. This surprised her as she expected to be the first one to step in, which she was, but at that moment she didnt know and she was pissed. I pacified her saying that I was setting up the place for us and that she had to let me do it myself. She agreed with a doubtful smile and said, "lets see how you set it up". Giggles.
3 days later, I took her to OUR one room apartment and opened the door to our love nest for the next 4 months.
She stopped in her stride and stood there fascinated, turned around and kissed me. ""This place is wonderful, this is fabulous darling, absolutely wonderful. I am proud of you". She said excitedly.
I said, "My queen, step in and make this our home". I led her inside. Excitedly we looked at every nook and corner of the small apartment.
We stood in the middle of our small bedroom and hugged each other. I looked deep into her eyes and saw...hunger. Desire. I took Zarine in my arms and held her close. She returned my embrace. Our foreheads came to rest together and stayed like that for a long time. All I could hear was my heart pounding. I felt her warm breath against my lips again.
Our passion overtook us. It was wet and sloppy. Delicious.
My hands ran over her back and waist. Her hands grasped my hair and shoulders. She let out a low purr as I kissed my way to her ear, nibbling softly on her lobe. Zarine gasped as I kissed my way down her neck, and she dug her fingernails into my back when I got to her collarbone.
I carried her into to the bed, which was a double bed I had chosen with cosy cushions and mattress.
Our lips locked together as each undressed the other. My hands brushed against her erect nipples before coming back to pinch them gently. Her hands went to my bare ass as I unzipped her shorts and pushed them down along with her panties. I lay atop her, bared physically and emotionally. I could feel her breasts pressed flat against my chest.
She pushed me back and sat up, shedding the rest of her clothes.
I stared back, lost in her beauty. She propped herself up on her elbows and pushed herself back on the bed, resting against the pillows. Her hand was extended. Inviting.
With a quickness bourne of lust and desire, I lunged at her and she pulled me close, our naked forms melting together. Zarine kissed me deeply, her tongue wrapping around mine. Her hands brushed against my back before settling on my buttocks, pulling me close.
My lips left a wet trail again across my cheek and down her neck to her collarbone, but I didn't stop there. Cupping a breast in each hand, I kissed down her chest before settling on one of her nipples. She cried out and pushed her bosom forward into my eager mouth.
I continued to explore her body with my hands and with my mouth. Biting. Nibbling. Caressing. I could feel the warmth of her sex against me. Inviting.
I pulled her close and lifted her off the bed. With one hand I brushed some of the pillows to the floor and pulled the comforter and sheets down. I lay her back on the bed, kneeling above her. My cock was fully erect and she took it in one hand, pulling me down with the other.
She guided me towards her, kissing my cheek, breathing in my ear. Zarine rubbed my cockhead against her clit and labia, sending a shiver up my spine.
"I need you inside me," She whispered.
"Condom," I managed to grunt.
"I'm on the pill, remember and since when did we ever need a stupid piece of rubber" she replied desperately. I pushed my cock forward into her.
She arched her back and moaned with pleasure. I bit her lip as my cock filled her up. Slowly. Deliberately.
When I was all the way inside her, I looked down at my lover. Her body glistened with sweat and desire. Her eyes were closed. I pulled back and thrust in again. Her mouth fell open.
I built a rhythm, alternating a few hard thrusts with a few soft strokes. Zarine spread her legs so she could take all of my erection inside her. Her hands gripped my muscular shoulders. I held himself up with one arm and cupped one of her breasts with the other hand.
"You . . . feel . . . so . . . good," Zarine managed between strokes. I smiled and pulled back so only the tip of my head was inside her. Then, without warning, I thrust deep and hard. She bit my shoulder and dug her nails into my back, not for the last time.
She bucked against me, matching my stride, grinding her clit against the top of my cock. I grunted with a primal pleasure on every stroke. Faster and faster.
I felt my cock tightly in the grip of her velvety sex. I could feel it contracting around my swollen head. I knew she was close. So was I. I pumped her pussy hard. Faster and faster.
She arched her back one last time as the waves of her orgasm overtook her. I saw her eyes roll back into her head and then I started to cum with her.
She bucked against me and pulled me deeper inside.
I felt her warm juices around my throbbing cock, flooding her tight sex. Then my head exploded inside her. The room started to spin.
We each let out one final gasp, consumed by our passion. I could still feel her pussy squeezing my cock, even as her orgasm subsided. There was a ringing in my ears and I could hear my cock pumping the last of my thick cum into her.
Exhausted, I collapsed on top of her. The room continued to spin and then went dark.
"I love you," she whispered.
I didn't know how long I was out. It may have been a few seconds. It may have been a minute or two. I was still inside her. She was absently running her fingertips along my back, top to bottom, then in small circles around my shoulder blades. Her gentle touch gave me goosebumps.
I blinked myself back to consciousness. I started to pull myself up, but she held me close.
"Don't leave me." She whispered.
"Am I squishing you?" I asked.
"No. You feel wonderful right where you are." her eyes were closed.
I stared at her beautiful face, glowing in the soft room light. I kissed her gently. Our bodies were covered in perspiration. The room reeked of sex.
I was horny as hell once again. I turned her over and pushed her one all fours and entered her from behind. She was ready. She knew my ever move and matched me thrust to thrust.
We were fucking for what seemed like 15 minutes when she screamed out.
"Oh, god . . . oh, god . . . Oh . . . GAAWWWWWDD!!!!," Zarine buried her face in the pillow as I pounded into her from behind. What a gorgeous view of her sexy apple butt.
"Harder . . . harder . . . do . . . it . . . HARD . . . ER!," she arched her back and cried out. I pressed all of my weight down on her, pushing her into the bed with each thrust. Her breasts were pressed flat against the sheets. It was glorious.
I let out a loud moan. She arched her back as our orgasms overtook us. My cock erupted. She bucked against me one final time, trying to milk the last of my cum out of the cock that was buried inside her.
After I finished, I rolled to the side and she turned with me, keeping my semi-erect cock within her soft folds.
She slid my flaccid cock out of her and then turned to face me. I rolled onto my back. She cuddled up against me and kissed me again. "Now where were we?"
"I think you were about to rub my neck," I said.
"I thought I'd rub something else," she purred. She ran her nails down my stomach.
"Give me a minute, will you?" I grunted.
She giggled and teased me, "What now big joe can't take in 3 in a row, eh?".
"I am just a human, not a machine". I answered back.
"Tonight, I want us to make love like we have never done before, as many times as it takes. I simply love and want all of you for myself, always and forever". She said and kissed me back.
We cuddled and made love once again into the night.
4 months of living together, oblivious to the fact that everyone in college knew about us now, we didn't care really. We had settled into our small apartment and lived there as man and wife.
Though, when we started living to together, we knew that in just a couple of months we would be apart again for sometime but we would definitely end up marrying each other once I settled into a good job.
The farewell party was in full swing, everyone was dancing around us. We sneaked out of the party with the help of Manish and Meghna. Manish had arranged for a bike for us to get to our apartment, we knew it would be late before we could sneak out.
Horny as we both were, the minute we entered our apartment, we were all over each other.
We kissed passionately, I picked her up in my arms and carried her all the way to the bedroom, she tried to undress me, but I wouldn't put her down. Finally, I set her on the bed where she pounced on me. Zarine covered my face with kisses. Soft pecks. Wet. Deep. Sloppy. Her tongue snaked into my mouth.
She pushed me down on the bed and straddled me. She pulled at her own clothes, tearing at the buttons and then set to undressing me. My shirt came of, but I wouldn't let her go any further. There was a wickedly pernicious glint in my eye.
I sat up and pulled her close. One hand cupped a wondrous, naked breast. My mouth went to the other. I made circles around her nipple with my tongue, causing it to stand up. Then I blew softly on it and it hardened immediately. I bit softly and she moaned with pleasure.
I kissed my way back her chest, to her collarbone, then her neck and under her chin. I breathed in her ear. "Do you trust me?"
"Of course, I do," she moaned.
"Good."
I put my feet on the floor and stood, still holding my lover in my arms. She wrapped her legs around me and kissed my shoulders. I turned and sat her on the bed, which was just the right height for me if I wanted to have her right then. But I didn't.
"Close your eyes," I whispered, squeezing her erect nipple.
My hands left her for a second I covered her eyes with a satin blindfold ribbon. It was soft. Silky. I tied the blindfold and kissed her again. I had something else in my hands. I tied more silk to each wrist.
I guided her to the center of the bed and pushed her flat on her back. I placed a pillow under her head. My fingers ran the length of her body. Gently, I pulled her skirt and panties down.
She lay naked, fully exposed and blind. Vulnerable. But with me, none of that mattered. Her trust in me was complete.
I shed the rest of my clothes and cuddled up next to her. My fingers continued to trace lines on her body. Unable to see, the rest of her senses seemed heightened. My touch tickled and aroused her.
"I am going to make love to you," I said, kissing her shoulder. "If I do anything that makes you uncomfortable, just say 'stop'. Do you understand?"
"Yes," she moaned softly.
"Say it."
"I understand," she purred.
"Good."
I straddled her chest, my hardening cock resting between her breasts. I took her hands and made her cup her tits, then she squeezed them together around my engorged sex. I continued with several short strokes, playing with her nipples.
I lifted her head forward and gently kept my cock at her lips. Her lips parted for me eagerly. She tried to put her hands on my ass, meaning to draw me deeper into her mouth, but I pulled on the ties around her wrists and her arms fell away from me.
Keeping up the same short strokes in her mouth instead of between her breasts, I tied the bonds on each wrist to the posts on my headboard. Zarine lay there, helpless. Completely at my mercy.
She gave a disappointed sign as I withdrew my cock from her mouth. I lay on top of her, my hard cock wet with her saliva, so near her hungry pussy. She started to grind against me, hoping I would relieve her desire. But she knew I wouldn't. Not yet.
I rolled to the side, my body still pressed against her. Propping myself up with one hand, I took the other and turned her blindfolded head towards me. My tongue forced my way into her mouth, penetrating her. Violently. Lovingly.
My hand roamed down her body, stopping to roll her nipple between my index finger and thumb, then continuing down her naked form. My hand forced her legs apart. I ran my fingers in small circles along the insides of her thighs.
Zarine pulled against the ties holding her down. Unsuccessfully.
I pressed against a finger to touch her swollen clitoris, softly, then harder. My fingertip touch became stronger, more intense. Faster. She bucked against my hand. My cock twitched against her leg.
I moved my finger faster and harder against her sex, every now and then pausing to dip a finger inside her wetness. My tongue continued to assault her mouth, rough and tender at the same time.
I kissed behind her ear, at the top of her neck. She shivered with delight. A gasp escaped her lips as one finger, then two, penetrated her. My breath teased her neck. I left a line of slobbery kisses down her neck to her collarbone, then I traced the same line and blew softly. The coldness made her shudder and she pulled again against her bonds.
"What do you want me to do to you?" I whispered in her ear.
"Fuck me."
"Not yet," I teased, rubbing her clit again. "What else?"
"I want you to eat me."
"Where?"
"My pussy," She moaned.
"How do you ask?"
"Pleeeeeaaasse," she wailed, pulling again at the ties.
"Please, what?"
"Please eat my pussy, Rajeev. Please, God, please," her voice became a whisper. "Please eat me. Please . . ."
I pulled away from her, although my hand never left her pussy.
She cried out in surprise when the ice cube touched her nipple. She squealed with delight as I moved the ice cube all over her breast, leaving a cold trail of water on her body. I took the ice cube in my mouth and paid equal attention to her other nipple and breast.
All the while, I continued to massage her clit and sex with my hand. Rubbing, pressing, penetrating.
When the first ice cube was nearly melted, I dropped it back in the cooler, got another one and took it between my teeth. With the edge, I made a line down her belly, until I was laying between her legs. I pushed them further apart.
The heat of her body mixed with the cold of the ice made her shake uncontrollably. In ecstasy, she rolled her head back and forth on the pillow. Nichole moaned.
I quickly replaced the coldness of the ice cube with my warm mouth, which made her body shake even more and she let out a loud guttural moan.
She reflexively tried to sit up, but her bonds held and she collapsed back on to the bed. Already super-sensitive from my earlier treatment, her clit exploded with pleasure as my hot mouth enveloped her steaming sex, sopping up ice water and her wetness alike.
"That feels so good," she moaned. "Oh, God! That feels so good . . . I'm about to cum, please don't stop . . . please don't stop . . . please . . ."
As I worked her pussy over, I reached up and squeezed one of my lover's breasts. It sent her over the edge. With an ear shattering scream, Zarine lost herself to the orgasm. It consumed her.
She bucked her hips against my mouth. Her pussy flooded with cum, which I lapped up and devoured. She pulled against her ties, but to no avail.
Zarine screamed. And moaned.
Her orgasm subsided, but didn't stop. I wouldn't let it. Still working my fingers in her pussy, I kissed my way up to her face and kissed her.
Her tongue entwined mine. Our teeth knocked together and our lips bit and nibbled at each other.
I climbed on top of her. I pushed myself up until I was on my knees.
She tried to wrap her legs around my waist, as if to pull me inside her. But I pushed her legs apart.
Back and forth. Back and forth. I cockhead took over for my hand.
"Rajeev," she cried out. "I need you inside me."
"You do?" I bent over her and my mouth locked on to one of her breasts. I continued to rub my cock against her pussy.
"Yes."
"How do you ask?" I slapped my cock against her clit.
"Please, Rajeev!" she said, desperately.
"Please, what?" I slapped her again with my cockhead.
"Please fuck me," she sobbed. Her desire had overpowered her. Her need was insatiable. Her voice was but a plaintive whisper. "Please fuck me, Rajeev. Please . . ."
"Of course, my love." I kissed her tenderly, wiping away the tears that fell out from under her blindfold.
Her mouth fell open as she felt my head push into her. She arched her back as my cock penetrated her ravenous pussy. Slowly. It seemed to never end.
She gasped as she felt must have felt my cock all the way in her. I kissed her again, my tongue penetrating her mouth as my cock penetrated her pussy.
Again, she tried to put her arms around me, but she could not. She must be wanting to envelope me in her embrace. To pull me close. To give me the pleasure I gave her.
I began to pump my cock in and out of her slowly at first, then faster. And harder.
In and out. In and out.
I took her legs and spread them wide, then put her calves on my shoulders and began to drive my cock into her. With every stroke, there was a sharp slap! as the hilt of my hard sex connected with her.
She pulled futilely against her bonds. Tears of desire and lust flowed down her cheeks as another orgasm cascaded over her. She shuddered.
I pumped faster and harder. My hands went to her breasts. They squeezed and pinched. I kneaded them together. All the while using my cock like a hammer on her pussy.
Zarine thrashed underneath me, overcome with passion. She tried to buck her hips against me. The ties held her down and I steadied her, she came all over my cock, buried deep in her sex.
She cried out again.
I felt my orgasm rising inside and couldn't hold on any longer. I pumped my cock faster inside her pussy and came with a loud guttural grunt and shouted out, "Zariiiiineeeee, I loooove youuu darling".
And I blacked out immediatly after that. For how long I don't know.
The waiter immediately realised that he had interrupted us, his face was flushed but he was not to blame. He quickly left the room after picking up the tip from me.
I poured tea in two cups and handed it to Zarine. I took my tea cup and laid down beside Zarine. "Did you see the waiter's face?" I asked her.
"No, why?" She asked.
"He looked flushed, he definitly knew what we were upto before he interrupted". We both laughed at that. Again the telephone rang for the 2nd time in less than 2 hours. I picked it up, it was Manish on the other line, "Kidhar ho tum dono". he asked.
"Apne room mein, aur kahaan". I said.
"Abbe tum log breakfast ke liye kyon nahin aaye?". He asked.
"Abhi aaya hai breakfast, we decided to have it in the room itself, thakk gaye the yaar". I said.
"Toh aaj kya karna hai". He asked.
"Ek kaam karro, tum dono humare kamre mein aa jao, yahin gappen maarte hain, hir decide karte hain ke aaj kya karna hai". I said.
"Ok, hum aa rahe hain 5 minute mein". He said and hung up.
That entire day nothing much happened, the four of us just lazed around in our room and had loads of masti. After an early dinner, manish and meghna retired to their room.
That night Zarine and made intense love for a couple of hours and then slept since we had to leave back for college early in the morning.
For the next couple of weeks, Zarine and I met often and continued with our affair secretly.
During this time, I and Manish started to look for a room for me to stay outside of college. This was a thought that I had which was the only way I and Zarine could meet every day and have our privacy. I informed Zarine of my idea and she was very excited, we looked forward to having a great time together when we get the room and the much needed privacy. Months were running out, Zarine was passing out within a couple of months. We were getting desperate.
Finally after 1 month of searching for a room close to the city as well as the college, I found one. Zarine and I decided to share the rent which was as it is not much, i remember it was hardly 2500 per month for a small 1 bedroom with attached bathroom and a small 2 seater balcony on the 12th floor apartment building.
When I got the room, i decided to do it up myself. So i told Zarine that for the next 3 days she will not be allowed in the room. This surprised her as she expected to be the first one to step in, which she was, but at that moment she didnt know and she was pissed. I pacified her saying that I was setting up the place for us and that she had to let me do it myself. She agreed with a doubtful smile and said, "lets see how you set it up". Giggles.
3 days later, I took her to OUR one room apartment and opened the door to our love nest for the next 4 months.
She stopped in her stride and stood there fascinated, turned around and kissed me. ""This place is wonderful, this is fabulous darling, absolutely wonderful. I am proud of you". She said excitedly.
I said, "My queen, step in and make this our home". I led her inside. Excitedly we looked at every nook and corner of the small apartment.
We stood in the middle of our small bedroom and hugged each other. I looked deep into her eyes and saw...hunger. Desire. I took Zarine in my arms and held her close. She returned my embrace. Our foreheads came to rest together and stayed like that for a long time. All I could hear was my heart pounding. I felt her warm breath against my lips again.
Our passion overtook us. It was wet and sloppy. Delicious.
My hands ran over her back and waist. Her hands grasped my hair and shoulders. She let out a low purr as I kissed my way to her ear, nibbling softly on her lobe. Zarine gasped as I kissed my way down her neck, and she dug her fingernails into my back when I got to her collarbone.
I carried her into to the bed, which was a double bed I had chosen with cosy cushions and mattress.
Our lips locked together as each undressed the other. My hands brushed against her erect nipples before coming back to pinch them gently. Her hands went to my bare ass as I unzipped her shorts and pushed them down along with her panties. I lay atop her, bared physically and emotionally. I could feel her breasts pressed flat against my chest.
She pushed me back and sat up, shedding the rest of her clothes.
I stared back, lost in her beauty. She propped herself up on her elbows and pushed herself back on the bed, resting against the pillows. Her hand was extended. Inviting.
With a quickness bourne of lust and desire, I lunged at her and she pulled me close, our naked forms melting together. Zarine kissed me deeply, her tongue wrapping around mine. Her hands brushed against my back before settling on my buttocks, pulling me close.
My lips left a wet trail again across my cheek and down her neck to her collarbone, but I didn't stop there. Cupping a breast in each hand, I kissed down her chest before settling on one of her nipples. She cried out and pushed her bosom forward into my eager mouth.
I continued to explore her body with my hands and with my mouth. Biting. Nibbling. Caressing. I could feel the warmth of her sex against me. Inviting.
I pulled her close and lifted her off the bed. With one hand I brushed some of the pillows to the floor and pulled the comforter and sheets down. I lay her back on the bed, kneeling above her. My cock was fully erect and she took it in one hand, pulling me down with the other.
She guided me towards her, kissing my cheek, breathing in my ear. Zarine rubbed my cockhead against her clit and labia, sending a shiver up my spine.
"I need you inside me," She whispered.
"Condom," I managed to grunt.
"I'm on the pill, remember and since when did we ever need a stupid piece of rubber" she replied desperately. I pushed my cock forward into her.
She arched her back and moaned with pleasure. I bit her lip as my cock filled her up. Slowly. Deliberately.
When I was all the way inside her, I looked down at my lover. Her body glistened with sweat and desire. Her eyes were closed. I pulled back and thrust in again. Her mouth fell open.
I built a rhythm, alternating a few hard thrusts with a few soft strokes. Zarine spread her legs so she could take all of my erection inside her. Her hands gripped my muscular shoulders. I held himself up with one arm and cupped one of her breasts with the other hand.
"You . . . feel . . . so . . . good," Zarine managed between strokes. I smiled and pulled back so only the tip of my head was inside her. Then, without warning, I thrust deep and hard. She bit my shoulder and dug her nails into my back, not for the last time.
She bucked against me, matching my stride, grinding her clit against the top of my cock. I grunted with a primal pleasure on every stroke. Faster and faster.
I felt my cock tightly in the grip of her velvety sex. I could feel it contracting around my swollen head. I knew she was close. So was I. I pumped her pussy hard. Faster and faster.
She arched her back one last time as the waves of her orgasm overtook her. I saw her eyes roll back into her head and then I started to cum with her.
She bucked against me and pulled me deeper inside.
I felt her warm juices around my throbbing cock, flooding her tight sex. Then my head exploded inside her. The room started to spin.
We each let out one final gasp, consumed by our passion. I could still feel her pussy squeezing my cock, even as her orgasm subsided. There was a ringing in my ears and I could hear my cock pumping the last of my thick cum into her.
Exhausted, I collapsed on top of her. The room continued to spin and then went dark.
"I love you," she whispered.
I didn't know how long I was out. It may have been a few seconds. It may have been a minute or two. I was still inside her. She was absently running her fingertips along my back, top to bottom, then in small circles around my shoulder blades. Her gentle touch gave me goosebumps.
I blinked myself back to consciousness. I started to pull myself up, but she held me close.
"Don't leave me." She whispered.
"Am I squishing you?" I asked.
"No. You feel wonderful right where you are." her eyes were closed.
I stared at her beautiful face, glowing in the soft room light. I kissed her gently. Our bodies were covered in perspiration. The room reeked of sex.
I was horny as hell once again. I turned her over and pushed her one all fours and entered her from behind. She was ready. She knew my ever move and matched me thrust to thrust.
We were fucking for what seemed like 15 minutes when she screamed out.
"Oh, god . . . oh, god . . . Oh . . . GAAWWWWWDD!!!!," Zarine buried her face in the pillow as I pounded into her from behind. What a gorgeous view of her sexy apple butt.
"Harder . . . harder . . . do . . . it . . . HARD . . . ER!," she arched her back and cried out. I pressed all of my weight down on her, pushing her into the bed with each thrust. Her breasts were pressed flat against the sheets. It was glorious.
I let out a loud moan. She arched her back as our orgasms overtook us. My cock erupted. She bucked against me one final time, trying to milk the last of my cum out of the cock that was buried inside her.
After I finished, I rolled to the side and she turned with me, keeping my semi-erect cock within her soft folds.
She slid my flaccid cock out of her and then turned to face me. I rolled onto my back. She cuddled up against me and kissed me again. "Now where were we?"
"I think you were about to rub my neck," I said.
"I thought I'd rub something else," she purred. She ran her nails down my stomach.
"Give me a minute, will you?" I grunted.
She giggled and teased me, "What now big joe can't take in 3 in a row, eh?".
"I am just a human, not a machine". I answered back.
"Tonight, I want us to make love like we have never done before, as many times as it takes. I simply love and want all of you for myself, always and forever". She said and kissed me back.
We cuddled and made love once again into the night.
4 months of living together, oblivious to the fact that everyone in college knew about us now, we didn't care really. We had settled into our small apartment and lived there as man and wife.
Though, when we started living to together, we knew that in just a couple of months we would be apart again for sometime but we would definitely end up marrying each other once I settled into a good job.
The farewell party was in full swing, everyone was dancing around us. We sneaked out of the party with the help of Manish and Meghna. Manish had arranged for a bike for us to get to our apartment, we knew it would be late before we could sneak out.
Horny as we both were, the minute we entered our apartment, we were all over each other.
We kissed passionately, I picked her up in my arms and carried her all the way to the bedroom, she tried to undress me, but I wouldn't put her down. Finally, I set her on the bed where she pounced on me. Zarine covered my face with kisses. Soft pecks. Wet. Deep. Sloppy. Her tongue snaked into my mouth.
She pushed me down on the bed and straddled me. She pulled at her own clothes, tearing at the buttons and then set to undressing me. My shirt came of, but I wouldn't let her go any further. There was a wickedly pernicious glint in my eye.
I sat up and pulled her close. One hand cupped a wondrous, naked breast. My mouth went to the other. I made circles around her nipple with my tongue, causing it to stand up. Then I blew softly on it and it hardened immediately. I bit softly and she moaned with pleasure.
I kissed my way back her chest, to her collarbone, then her neck and under her chin. I breathed in her ear. "Do you trust me?"
"Of course, I do," she moaned.
"Good."
I put my feet on the floor and stood, still holding my lover in my arms. She wrapped her legs around me and kissed my shoulders. I turned and sat her on the bed, which was just the right height for me if I wanted to have her right then. But I didn't.
"Close your eyes," I whispered, squeezing her erect nipple.
My hands left her for a second I covered her eyes with a satin blindfold ribbon. It was soft. Silky. I tied the blindfold and kissed her again. I had something else in my hands. I tied more silk to each wrist.
I guided her to the center of the bed and pushed her flat on her back. I placed a pillow under her head. My fingers ran the length of her body. Gently, I pulled her skirt and panties down.
She lay naked, fully exposed and blind. Vulnerable. But with me, none of that mattered. Her trust in me was complete.
I shed the rest of my clothes and cuddled up next to her. My fingers continued to trace lines on her body. Unable to see, the rest of her senses seemed heightened. My touch tickled and aroused her.
"I am going to make love to you," I said, kissing her shoulder. "If I do anything that makes you uncomfortable, just say 'stop'. Do you understand?"
"Yes," she moaned softly.
"Say it."
"I understand," she purred.
"Good."
I straddled her chest, my hardening cock resting between her breasts. I took her hands and made her cup her tits, then she squeezed them together around my engorged sex. I continued with several short strokes, playing with her nipples.
I lifted her head forward and gently kept my cock at her lips. Her lips parted for me eagerly. She tried to put her hands on my ass, meaning to draw me deeper into her mouth, but I pulled on the ties around her wrists and her arms fell away from me.
Keeping up the same short strokes in her mouth instead of between her breasts, I tied the bonds on each wrist to the posts on my headboard. Zarine lay there, helpless. Completely at my mercy.
She gave a disappointed sign as I withdrew my cock from her mouth. I lay on top of her, my hard cock wet with her saliva, so near her hungry pussy. She started to grind against me, hoping I would relieve her desire. But she knew I wouldn't. Not yet.
I rolled to the side, my body still pressed against her. Propping myself up with one hand, I took the other and turned her blindfolded head towards me. My tongue forced my way into her mouth, penetrating her. Violently. Lovingly.
My hand roamed down her body, stopping to roll her nipple between my index finger and thumb, then continuing down her naked form. My hand forced her legs apart. I ran my fingers in small circles along the insides of her thighs.
Zarine pulled against the ties holding her down. Unsuccessfully.
I pressed against a finger to touch her swollen clitoris, softly, then harder. My fingertip touch became stronger, more intense. Faster. She bucked against my hand. My cock twitched against her leg.
I moved my finger faster and harder against her sex, every now and then pausing to dip a finger inside her wetness. My tongue continued to assault her mouth, rough and tender at the same time.
I kissed behind her ear, at the top of her neck. She shivered with delight. A gasp escaped her lips as one finger, then two, penetrated her. My breath teased her neck. I left a line of slobbery kisses down her neck to her collarbone, then I traced the same line and blew softly. The coldness made her shudder and she pulled again against her bonds.
"What do you want me to do to you?" I whispered in her ear.
"Fuck me."
"Not yet," I teased, rubbing her clit again. "What else?"
"I want you to eat me."
"Where?"
"My pussy," She moaned.
"How do you ask?"
"Pleeeeeaaasse," she wailed, pulling again at the ties.
"Please, what?"
"Please eat my pussy, Rajeev. Please, God, please," her voice became a whisper. "Please eat me. Please . . ."
I pulled away from her, although my hand never left her pussy.
She cried out in surprise when the ice cube touched her nipple. She squealed with delight as I moved the ice cube all over her breast, leaving a cold trail of water on her body. I took the ice cube in my mouth and paid equal attention to her other nipple and breast.
All the while, I continued to massage her clit and sex with my hand. Rubbing, pressing, penetrating.
When the first ice cube was nearly melted, I dropped it back in the cooler, got another one and took it between my teeth. With the edge, I made a line down her belly, until I was laying between her legs. I pushed them further apart.
The heat of her body mixed with the cold of the ice made her shake uncontrollably. In ecstasy, she rolled her head back and forth on the pillow. Nichole moaned.
I quickly replaced the coldness of the ice cube with my warm mouth, which made her body shake even more and she let out a loud guttural moan.
She reflexively tried to sit up, but her bonds held and she collapsed back on to the bed. Already super-sensitive from my earlier treatment, her clit exploded with pleasure as my hot mouth enveloped her steaming sex, sopping up ice water and her wetness alike.
"That feels so good," she moaned. "Oh, God! That feels so good . . . I'm about to cum, please don't stop . . . please don't stop . . . please . . ."
As I worked her pussy over, I reached up and squeezed one of my lover's breasts. It sent her over the edge. With an ear shattering scream, Zarine lost herself to the orgasm. It consumed her.
She bucked her hips against my mouth. Her pussy flooded with cum, which I lapped up and devoured. She pulled against her ties, but to no avail.
Zarine screamed. And moaned.
Her orgasm subsided, but didn't stop. I wouldn't let it. Still working my fingers in her pussy, I kissed my way up to her face and kissed her.
Her tongue entwined mine. Our teeth knocked together and our lips bit and nibbled at each other.
I climbed on top of her. I pushed myself up until I was on my knees.
She tried to wrap her legs around my waist, as if to pull me inside her. But I pushed her legs apart.
Back and forth. Back and forth. I cockhead took over for my hand.
"Rajeev," she cried out. "I need you inside me."
"You do?" I bent over her and my mouth locked on to one of her breasts. I continued to rub my cock against her pussy.
"Yes."
"How do you ask?" I slapped my cock against her clit.
"Please, Rajeev!" she said, desperately.
"Please, what?" I slapped her again with my cockhead.
"Please fuck me," she sobbed. Her desire had overpowered her. Her need was insatiable. Her voice was but a plaintive whisper. "Please fuck me, Rajeev. Please . . ."
"Of course, my love." I kissed her tenderly, wiping away the tears that fell out from under her blindfold.
Her mouth fell open as she felt my head push into her. She arched her back as my cock penetrated her ravenous pussy. Slowly. It seemed to never end.
She gasped as she felt must have felt my cock all the way in her. I kissed her again, my tongue penetrating her mouth as my cock penetrated her pussy.
Again, she tried to put her arms around me, but she could not. She must be wanting to envelope me in her embrace. To pull me close. To give me the pleasure I gave her.
I began to pump my cock in and out of her slowly at first, then faster. And harder.
In and out. In and out.
I took her legs and spread them wide, then put her calves on my shoulders and began to drive my cock into her. With every stroke, there was a sharp slap! as the hilt of my hard sex connected with her.
She pulled futilely against her bonds. Tears of desire and lust flowed down her cheeks as another orgasm cascaded over her. She shuddered.
I pumped faster and harder. My hands went to her breasts. They squeezed and pinched. I kneaded them together. All the while using my cock like a hammer on her pussy.
Zarine thrashed underneath me, overcome with passion. She tried to buck her hips against me. The ties held her down and I steadied her, she came all over my cock, buried deep in her sex.
She cried out again.
I felt my orgasm rising inside and couldn't hold on any longer. I pumped my cock faster inside her pussy and came with a loud guttural grunt and shouted out, "Zariiiiineeeee, I loooove youuu darling".
And I blacked out immediatly after that. For how long I don't know.
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