19-01-2025, 09:57 AM
I tried to roll on top of her but had to wait while she kicked off the sweat pant from one of her legs. She was so ready and wet I literally fell into her. The soft warmth was overpowering, and I had to moan into the pillow to dampen the sound. I went very slowly, rocking gently and savoring every millimeter of feeling as my cock entered and withdrew.
"I love you," Jaskirat whispered.
"I love going slow and feeling you," I told her.
"I like it too darling," she answered.
We continued in our slow deliberate love making trying to keep as quiet as possible. I lifted up on my arms slightly so I could see her face, which always excites me when we make love, and saw that her eyes were shut and her lips half parted. She was holding her breathe then forcing it out in soft gasps in time with my motion.
Despite the thrill of our lovemaking, I found my mind going back to our last time, when Igor had seen her. In my experience with Jaskirat , lovemaking was the time to find out her true feelings, as it was like a truth serum for her. In the past, it's been when I learned truly why she was mad at me or what her opinion was on something where I felt she had been evasive. It was a lousy trick in this intimate moment but, I really wanted to know.
"Sweetie, did it turn you on?" I asked her, immediately feeling bad for bringing it up.
"What, honey?" she panted, in reply.
"Him watching you and playing with himself," I explained. Jaskirat stiffened and I thought she was going to be angry. The moments ticked by before she finally answered.
"Maybe some," She admitted.
"What does that mean?" I asked, not satisfied by her answer.
"Let it go Abhijeet," she counseled.
"No, I want to know. I'm not mad. I'm just curious," I told her, honestly.
"It did some," she repeated.
"What does that mean?" I queried, again hoping she would answer honestly.
"It was exciting because he wanted me," she explained.
"Sweetie, all men want you," I said, still confused by her answer.
"Not watching while we are making love. Not naked. Not locked into this tiny space with us with no way out," she said, losing her breath in the process.
It was quiet as we gently rocked while I processed this information. Its times like this that you realize how different men are wired from women. Jaskirat could have any man she wanted. Wealthy, successful, athletes...and yet this old out of shape drunkard had gotten into her head in a way that no other man had to my knowledge. Certainly part of it was the bizarre situation but still....
"Maybe he should watch again," I threw out.
There was a quick almost imperceptible gasp from her and also, even less discernible but still there, a quick spasm almost like a pulse in her pelvis.
"Not a good idea Abhijeet," she replied
"Why not?" I pushed.
"Just not. Hush and let's make love," she answered, pulling my head back into her neck.
"I will but why not? I now needed to know.
"He's not the kind to take no," she told me, after a pause.
My only response was to kiss her passionately and tell her, "I am so in love with you."
"You better be," she replied, with a smile.
We continued on in silence for a few more minutes then, it was time for a change.
"Roll over and get on top," I told her, which happens to be one of her favorite positions.
Jaskirat got on top and I pulled her down against my chest. She worked her hips taking me in and out but, with her now in charge of the pace. We could still hear Igor snoring away loudly with an obvious case of apnea, and there were times his breathing would stop for what seemed like a minute then, a large grunting snore would erupt.
"That's the man that turns you on," I said, trying to mock her previous admission.
"He has a big dick," she shot back. A reply like this from her was so unexpected I was speechless. Sensing my shock she whispered in my ear with a giggle, "I win."
"Hush and fuck me," I said, having no other come back.
"I need to stretch," she replied.
As she straightened up on top of me the blanket, caught under my legs, fell away and she arched backwards now fully exposed from the waist up. Both of us glanced at the same time towards Igor. Jaskirat could see but my view was blocked by the edge of the bed, and I had to rely on his sounds to confirm he was still asleep.
"Come back to me," I said, taking her hand and pulling her to my chest.
"Leave the blanket off for a while, I'm hot," she said.
"You just want to be seen," I said, pushing my hips up now to meet her rocking.
Jaskirat matched my thrust and we started going faster until the bed started squeaking. Nervous, we slowed until it stopped and with the silence we both realized something else at the same time - the snoring had stopped. I grabbed the blanket and quickly covered Jaskirat up to her neck.
"Stop for a second and see if he starts snoring again," I whispered to her
It was like hiding in the bushes when playing hide and seek as a child. We were barely even breathing trying to determine if he was really awake and if we had been spotted. It didn't take long to get the answer.
"You two are like rabbits. Every time I lay down you go at it," Igor spoke, definitely still feeling the liquor. We remained quiet, neither responding at first.
"Don't pretend to be asleep. Go ahead I don't mind. In fact it will make a good show," he chuckled.
I was about to roll Jaskirat off me when I felt her hips rock just a little. Our eyes met and I saw in her an odd look. Playful, but also needy and she opened her mouth to speak then stopped and instead pushed down hard on my cock. When I put my left hand on her ass and grabbed her breast with my right she kissed me hard on the mouth and started moving faster.
"That's it kids," Igor said.
Jaskirat started fucking me so fast that the bed started squeaking again, and this time we ignored the sound. I was now getting caught up in the eroticism of the moment, and bizarre thoughts would fly into and out of my head. Our movements caused the blanket to fall a bit but Jaskirat was still low, with her body close to mine and out of sight.
"Jaskirat how's it feel?" he barked out.
Jaskirat 's body stiffened against me and she caught her breath. She gave me an odd look and opened her mouth to speak and then stopped. Then, we both heard a zipper being opened and knew Igor was pulling his cock out.
"Tell him," I told her.
She gave me a strange look staring into my eyes for a few seconds then said, what should I tell him?
Tell him how it feels…I said
No no….Jaskirat mumbled
"she feels really good." i said grinning
"I hope Abhijeet gets you off again. I like how you look when you cum," he answered, egging her on. Again there was no reply from Jaskirat but some demon was now putting bizarre thought in my head.
"Show him your tits," I said into her ear.
As I whispered the command, it seemed like it came from another person standing in the corner, and this odd person wanted Jaskirat to be seen, to be on display. Up until then, Jaskirat was bent close to my chest, with the blanket hiding most of her and the only evidence of our lovemaking was the movements beneath the blanket, our moans and the noisy bed.
"He'll want more," Jaskirat said sounding concerned, but it seemed more a statement than a warning.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"What do you want?" she quickly shot back.
"I love you," Jaskirat whispered.
"I love going slow and feeling you," I told her.
"I like it too darling," she answered.
We continued in our slow deliberate love making trying to keep as quiet as possible. I lifted up on my arms slightly so I could see her face, which always excites me when we make love, and saw that her eyes were shut and her lips half parted. She was holding her breathe then forcing it out in soft gasps in time with my motion.
Despite the thrill of our lovemaking, I found my mind going back to our last time, when Igor had seen her. In my experience with Jaskirat , lovemaking was the time to find out her true feelings, as it was like a truth serum for her. In the past, it's been when I learned truly why she was mad at me or what her opinion was on something where I felt she had been evasive. It was a lousy trick in this intimate moment but, I really wanted to know.
"Sweetie, did it turn you on?" I asked her, immediately feeling bad for bringing it up.
"What, honey?" she panted, in reply.
"Him watching you and playing with himself," I explained. Jaskirat stiffened and I thought she was going to be angry. The moments ticked by before she finally answered.
"Maybe some," She admitted.
"What does that mean?" I asked, not satisfied by her answer.
"Let it go Abhijeet," she counseled.
"No, I want to know. I'm not mad. I'm just curious," I told her, honestly.
"It did some," she repeated.
"What does that mean?" I queried, again hoping she would answer honestly.
"It was exciting because he wanted me," she explained.
"Sweetie, all men want you," I said, still confused by her answer.
"Not watching while we are making love. Not naked. Not locked into this tiny space with us with no way out," she said, losing her breath in the process.
It was quiet as we gently rocked while I processed this information. Its times like this that you realize how different men are wired from women. Jaskirat could have any man she wanted. Wealthy, successful, athletes...and yet this old out of shape drunkard had gotten into her head in a way that no other man had to my knowledge. Certainly part of it was the bizarre situation but still....
"Maybe he should watch again," I threw out.
There was a quick almost imperceptible gasp from her and also, even less discernible but still there, a quick spasm almost like a pulse in her pelvis.
"Not a good idea Abhijeet," she replied
"Why not?" I pushed.
"Just not. Hush and let's make love," she answered, pulling my head back into her neck.
"I will but why not? I now needed to know.
"He's not the kind to take no," she told me, after a pause.
My only response was to kiss her passionately and tell her, "I am so in love with you."
"You better be," she replied, with a smile.
We continued on in silence for a few more minutes then, it was time for a change.
"Roll over and get on top," I told her, which happens to be one of her favorite positions.
Jaskirat got on top and I pulled her down against my chest. She worked her hips taking me in and out but, with her now in charge of the pace. We could still hear Igor snoring away loudly with an obvious case of apnea, and there were times his breathing would stop for what seemed like a minute then, a large grunting snore would erupt.
"That's the man that turns you on," I said, trying to mock her previous admission.
"He has a big dick," she shot back. A reply like this from her was so unexpected I was speechless. Sensing my shock she whispered in my ear with a giggle, "I win."
"Hush and fuck me," I said, having no other come back.
"I need to stretch," she replied.
As she straightened up on top of me the blanket, caught under my legs, fell away and she arched backwards now fully exposed from the waist up. Both of us glanced at the same time towards Igor. Jaskirat could see but my view was blocked by the edge of the bed, and I had to rely on his sounds to confirm he was still asleep.
"Come back to me," I said, taking her hand and pulling her to my chest.
"Leave the blanket off for a while, I'm hot," she said.
"You just want to be seen," I said, pushing my hips up now to meet her rocking.
Jaskirat matched my thrust and we started going faster until the bed started squeaking. Nervous, we slowed until it stopped and with the silence we both realized something else at the same time - the snoring had stopped. I grabbed the blanket and quickly covered Jaskirat up to her neck.
"Stop for a second and see if he starts snoring again," I whispered to her
It was like hiding in the bushes when playing hide and seek as a child. We were barely even breathing trying to determine if he was really awake and if we had been spotted. It didn't take long to get the answer.
"You two are like rabbits. Every time I lay down you go at it," Igor spoke, definitely still feeling the liquor. We remained quiet, neither responding at first.
"Don't pretend to be asleep. Go ahead I don't mind. In fact it will make a good show," he chuckled.
I was about to roll Jaskirat off me when I felt her hips rock just a little. Our eyes met and I saw in her an odd look. Playful, but also needy and she opened her mouth to speak then stopped and instead pushed down hard on my cock. When I put my left hand on her ass and grabbed her breast with my right she kissed me hard on the mouth and started moving faster.
"That's it kids," Igor said.
Jaskirat started fucking me so fast that the bed started squeaking again, and this time we ignored the sound. I was now getting caught up in the eroticism of the moment, and bizarre thoughts would fly into and out of my head. Our movements caused the blanket to fall a bit but Jaskirat was still low, with her body close to mine and out of sight.
"Jaskirat how's it feel?" he barked out.
Jaskirat 's body stiffened against me and she caught her breath. She gave me an odd look and opened her mouth to speak and then stopped. Then, we both heard a zipper being opened and knew Igor was pulling his cock out.
"Tell him," I told her.
She gave me a strange look staring into my eyes for a few seconds then said, what should I tell him?
Tell him how it feels…I said
No no….Jaskirat mumbled
"she feels really good." i said grinning
"I hope Abhijeet gets you off again. I like how you look when you cum," he answered, egging her on. Again there was no reply from Jaskirat but some demon was now putting bizarre thought in my head.
"Show him your tits," I said into her ear.
As I whispered the command, it seemed like it came from another person standing in the corner, and this odd person wanted Jaskirat to be seen, to be on display. Up until then, Jaskirat was bent close to my chest, with the blanket hiding most of her and the only evidence of our lovemaking was the movements beneath the blanket, our moans and the noisy bed.
"He'll want more," Jaskirat said sounding concerned, but it seemed more a statement than a warning.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"What do you want?" she quickly shot back.
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