16-02-2019, 02:34 PM
Roma had pulled a pillow to place it under her lovely ass so she could receive me deep inside her. She reciprocated with her upward thrust as I drilled my cock into her. I was ecstatic and horny at my high and I knew that I would not last much longer. Perhaps Roma knew it too. She coaxed me to release into her, "come darling let me have all of you inside me. If I ever manage to catch your seed, I will be pleased to mother your child, officially or otherwise.
Before she could finish, I released a hot spraying load of my cum into her waiting womanhood. I kept on creaming and I had premonition that I was going to father her child. With a big moan, she let out a huge orgasm sigh with "Oh... Pratik, this was a damned good fuck for a long time. God I feel like a real woman tonight. I love you darling.. for this."
She murmured a few incoherent words and fell in the bed tired. She closed her eyes as I slipped my flaccid cock out of her and lay beside her, watching her naked half-asleep, satisfied, lovely form with appreciative eyes. She was all God's blessings for me at that time. Had she not enlivened me up by pouring into me her womanly love, I would probably have crashed out that night, either in a pub or fucking a prostitute, or more likely in a road side ditch; fully drunk.
When I tried to rise from bed to clean up, she pulled me to her and clasped her arms around me. She said, "Pratik, don't get up and go away. I want to make a lot more love to you tonight..." She murmured that and again fell into a deep slumber.
I quietly released my arm, got up from bed and gently cleaned myself first and then her, so as not to wake her up. I then slipped by her side and pulled a blanket over our naked bodies. I lovingly straddled her in my arms and legs and poked my semi hard cock into her lovely bums and fell asleep.
We fucked once more that night. Second time was slow, gentle, loving and full of endearments; love making. It lasted a long time. I must have slept for about four hours or so, when I found her hands around my cock. She seemed horny again. I took her in my arms and pressed my lips onto hers. She whispered, "I want to tell you something if you are awake. It is important. Tomorrow, I may not be able to say this."
I woke up, wandering if there was something in store for me that I needed to worry about. I told her I am wide awake and all ears.
She said, "I have been thinking about you and Arpi. My heart says, you must be patient and wait for Arpi to come back to you. I have met her. She is such a sweet little thing. She did not look like she is crooked and scheming. She did not seem as if she could be rude to you. I saw deep love and respect for you in her eyes. That cannot just go away. Yes she would have enjoyed Ali's big cock and would have liked to keep getting fucked by Ali repeatedly. But her being so rude to you, beats me. I think there is more to it than meets the eye. I suspect that she is being used. I can understand her, because I have gone through this situation myself."
After completing the sentence, she again fell off to sleep. I could hear her light regular breathing. I wondered what kind of woman she was. I developed a sense of deep respect and love for this woman. It looked to me that our mutual attraction was destined by some cosmic forces. I wondered if I fell in love with her. She had not hesitated to tell me that she was in love with me.
I walked over to the washroom and had a shower. I changed into my clothes and before walking out of the house, I gently planted a kiss on Roma's cheeks making her murmur something in her dreams with a faint smile on her face, I quietly closed the main door behind me and walked out to get back home. While driving home, I kept thinking about what Roma said about Arpi. I felt that she had a very strong point there. I too was puzzled with Arpi's behaviour. There was something about this whole thing that bothered me. It was more than Ali and Arpi's fucking each other. I was unable to put my finger on what it was.
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Several weeks passed. After the office hours, I usually drove Roma to her house. As soon as we reached, we fucked hard. Roma did not ask me about my personal issues. She was simply hell bent on fucking me and getting fucked all over. She simply enjoyed my company and kept telling me that she wanted to be the mother of my child. I usually got back home around midnight.
It must have been about three months after we fucked the first time, Roma told me excitedly, "Prateek, I am pregnant. You are going to be the father of my child!"
I was excited hearing her declaration. I was unable to father a child with Arpi and somehow was always carrying a feeling of guilt or inferiority. Roma boosted up my mood that evening. I pulled her in my arms and kissed her hard and said, "This is a moment of the greatest joy for me, darling. We must celebrate this moment."
I had bought a diamond ring for Roma earlier to present it to her on a suitable occasion and I thought this was as good an occasion as any. I took Roma to her favourite restaurant and we had dinner there and as dessert was served, I bent down on my knees and presented her with the ring and asked, "Would you marry me my love?"
Before she could finish, I released a hot spraying load of my cum into her waiting womanhood. I kept on creaming and I had premonition that I was going to father her child. With a big moan, she let out a huge orgasm sigh with "Oh... Pratik, this was a damned good fuck for a long time. God I feel like a real woman tonight. I love you darling.. for this."
She murmured a few incoherent words and fell in the bed tired. She closed her eyes as I slipped my flaccid cock out of her and lay beside her, watching her naked half-asleep, satisfied, lovely form with appreciative eyes. She was all God's blessings for me at that time. Had she not enlivened me up by pouring into me her womanly love, I would probably have crashed out that night, either in a pub or fucking a prostitute, or more likely in a road side ditch; fully drunk.
When I tried to rise from bed to clean up, she pulled me to her and clasped her arms around me. She said, "Pratik, don't get up and go away. I want to make a lot more love to you tonight..." She murmured that and again fell into a deep slumber.
I quietly released my arm, got up from bed and gently cleaned myself first and then her, so as not to wake her up. I then slipped by her side and pulled a blanket over our naked bodies. I lovingly straddled her in my arms and legs and poked my semi hard cock into her lovely bums and fell asleep.
We fucked once more that night. Second time was slow, gentle, loving and full of endearments; love making. It lasted a long time. I must have slept for about four hours or so, when I found her hands around my cock. She seemed horny again. I took her in my arms and pressed my lips onto hers. She whispered, "I want to tell you something if you are awake. It is important. Tomorrow, I may not be able to say this."
I woke up, wandering if there was something in store for me that I needed to worry about. I told her I am wide awake and all ears.
She said, "I have been thinking about you and Arpi. My heart says, you must be patient and wait for Arpi to come back to you. I have met her. She is such a sweet little thing. She did not look like she is crooked and scheming. She did not seem as if she could be rude to you. I saw deep love and respect for you in her eyes. That cannot just go away. Yes she would have enjoyed Ali's big cock and would have liked to keep getting fucked by Ali repeatedly. But her being so rude to you, beats me. I think there is more to it than meets the eye. I suspect that she is being used. I can understand her, because I have gone through this situation myself."
After completing the sentence, she again fell off to sleep. I could hear her light regular breathing. I wondered what kind of woman she was. I developed a sense of deep respect and love for this woman. It looked to me that our mutual attraction was destined by some cosmic forces. I wondered if I fell in love with her. She had not hesitated to tell me that she was in love with me.
I walked over to the washroom and had a shower. I changed into my clothes and before walking out of the house, I gently planted a kiss on Roma's cheeks making her murmur something in her dreams with a faint smile on her face, I quietly closed the main door behind me and walked out to get back home. While driving home, I kept thinking about what Roma said about Arpi. I felt that she had a very strong point there. I too was puzzled with Arpi's behaviour. There was something about this whole thing that bothered me. It was more than Ali and Arpi's fucking each other. I was unable to put my finger on what it was.
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Several weeks passed. After the office hours, I usually drove Roma to her house. As soon as we reached, we fucked hard. Roma did not ask me about my personal issues. She was simply hell bent on fucking me and getting fucked all over. She simply enjoyed my company and kept telling me that she wanted to be the mother of my child. I usually got back home around midnight.
It must have been about three months after we fucked the first time, Roma told me excitedly, "Prateek, I am pregnant. You are going to be the father of my child!"
I was excited hearing her declaration. I was unable to father a child with Arpi and somehow was always carrying a feeling of guilt or inferiority. Roma boosted up my mood that evening. I pulled her in my arms and kissed her hard and said, "This is a moment of the greatest joy for me, darling. We must celebrate this moment."
I had bought a diamond ring for Roma earlier to present it to her on a suitable occasion and I thought this was as good an occasion as any. I took Roma to her favourite restaurant and we had dinner there and as dessert was served, I bent down on my knees and presented her with the ring and asked, "Would you marry me my love?"
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