30-01-2022, 02:23 PM
(This post was last modified: 30-01-2022, 02:23 PM by madiha.agarwal. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
"What the f***?" I screamed, totally annoyed by his decision. But before I could complete my complaining he jumped on top of me and started kissing me in my mouth. I was so wet that his prick automatically went inside me without much guidance.
Even though I was a bit cross, I started returning his kiss. We kept kissing passionately and with more intensity than I ever did with my ex-boyfriend. 'This guy is so addicted to kissing, not sure why.' I thought.
It was such a strange scene where our top half was kissing passionately like a scene from a Hollywood movie while his bottom half was pounding me mercilessly like a cheap porn scene. I was amazed how he was so hot and smooth at the same time.
I was close to coming. My moans were muffled by his mouth as he kept kissing. I broke the kiss as I finally got what I wanted. He stopped pounding me as I was enjoying my orgasm with a loud scream. It felt so satisfying because of the taboo location and with a total stranger.
While I was getting back my breath, he once again started kissing me and started pounding me. Within a few minutes, I could feel him coming and his body convulsed. I could feel his condom fill inside me. He stopped kissing and rolled over. We both were staring at the creaking fan while panting like a dog. The tv sound, which my mind didn't register at all till now, suddenly felt blaring in my ears.
For no reason, my hands just pulled the bedsheet up and over my body so I looked like the woman in the post-coitus scene in movies. I watched him pull the condom from his now flaccid penis and throw it inside the dustbin. He then took the tissues from the bedside table and cleaned his cock.
He saw me looking at his actions and smiled, then snuggled next to me and put a hand over my shoulder. He then kissed my forehead as if thanking me for the amazing sex. I knew it was awkward but I hugged him back for cuddles after sex. He was actually the first guy to come to me after sex for warmth even though we were technically strangers.
I hugged and cuddled him like a teddy bear. I rested my head on his shoulders and circled the hair on his hairy chest. It was a moment of bliss when I forgot everything that happened today and was living in the moment.
Even though I was a bit cross, I started returning his kiss. We kept kissing passionately and with more intensity than I ever did with my ex-boyfriend. 'This guy is so addicted to kissing, not sure why.' I thought.
It was such a strange scene where our top half was kissing passionately like a scene from a Hollywood movie while his bottom half was pounding me mercilessly like a cheap porn scene. I was amazed how he was so hot and smooth at the same time.
I was close to coming. My moans were muffled by his mouth as he kept kissing. I broke the kiss as I finally got what I wanted. He stopped pounding me as I was enjoying my orgasm with a loud scream. It felt so satisfying because of the taboo location and with a total stranger.
While I was getting back my breath, he once again started kissing me and started pounding me. Within a few minutes, I could feel him coming and his body convulsed. I could feel his condom fill inside me. He stopped kissing and rolled over. We both were staring at the creaking fan while panting like a dog. The tv sound, which my mind didn't register at all till now, suddenly felt blaring in my ears.
For no reason, my hands just pulled the bedsheet up and over my body so I looked like the woman in the post-coitus scene in movies. I watched him pull the condom from his now flaccid penis and throw it inside the dustbin. He then took the tissues from the bedside table and cleaned his cock.
He saw me looking at his actions and smiled, then snuggled next to me and put a hand over my shoulder. He then kissed my forehead as if thanking me for the amazing sex. I knew it was awkward but I hugged him back for cuddles after sex. He was actually the first guy to come to me after sex for warmth even though we were technically strangers.
I hugged and cuddled him like a teddy bear. I rested my head on his shoulders and circled the hair on his hairy chest. It was a moment of bliss when I forgot everything that happened today and was living in the moment.
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