The Paradise Of Lust-2 : Awesomeness Beginnings

Hello folks, hope you all had a fantastic new year. For real fun, and fanatic readers, please do read the first part to grasp the true essence of the story.

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After the intense and spicy time with Pragya, I slept off in the bed where we made love. I wanted to convince her to drool her muffin ass with my hard long tool, but she was reluctant. I can’t really recollect how many rounds we had, but I am certain that it can’t be less than three. We slept with AC on, and our sweat drenched bodies braced together. We were under the Kashmiri Woollen blanket, with the chill working on us. My last memory of the unprecedented night was me hugging onto me under the blanket and sleeping, with my hand hugging her tempting waist and fingers working its way in the ass-crack.
My Christmas day began at 9 O’clock with a burning headache. The mixture of last night’s Champagne and beer wasn’t the better option for sure. I woke up and Pragya was sleeping on the other side with her delicious-looking ass call for me. Half-asleep, my face found its way to the ass I always wanted to fuck. (Don’t judge me for praising her ass time and again. Her body, especially her ass is one of the best creation of almighty.)

I nabbed a soft piece of her ass which I bit yesterday and sucked it. Tasting ass cheeks is an inevitable infirmity of my sexual fetish. Moreover, who would dare not to take a bit of her cheesy big soft ass (Again).

She moaned in her sleep, and I was slowly let my fingers rub her pussy and ass. I could see a tiny smile devouring in her sexy face, which looked ultra-hot with all the tiredness of yesterday, her thick black eyeliner spread below her eyes, and the red tints spotted around her cherry lips. Sexy, and highly-fuckable and two words that come to my mind when I saw her long hair wavered in her face, a thick strand of her falling above her nose. What a face, and what a body I have earned.
With one hand working on her bottom, I used the other to swipe the hair to look at her face. She was still sleeping with a calm face. I started to insert my finger and her hot body jumped in vigour.

Me: It is just a finger bitch.
Pragya: Bastard, I thought you were drilling my ass.
Me: I wish it was my tool. Don’t move away sweetie, let me see how much my finger can venture into your sweet hole.

Pragya smiled and was now clearly out-of-sleep. “Don’t ask me Deepak about it anymore. I don’t want that pain.
Me: And what about the pleasure that follows.
Pragya: No pleasure in there.

Me: I think you should start seeing more porno. We will see some of the sorts today. Now get your made-to-fuck body out of the bed and boost me with a hot tea. My head is burning.
Pragya kissed me on my forehead, too romantically, and brushed my hair.

Pragya: Too uncomfortable?
Me: Feel like it burning. I hope your ass might give a fresh cold feeling. I laughed to which she also reciprocated before asking “ How long are you going to ask for it”
Me: Until I get it.

Pragya: You are wasting time dear.
I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her onto me. Our nude bodies were rubbing with my dick moving towards her ass. She was defiant and pushed me away and covered her ass with the blanket.
Pragya: Stay out of my ass. Go and make the tea for yourself.
She was making a poke-face and her eyes were tightly closed intentionally. I thought she wanted to sleep more and let her be. I needed all her energy for the rest of the day.

I made two cups of tea and shook her with my strong arms shaking her soft arms. She was asking for a few more minutes. I took the blanket and threw it way. No we both were stark-nude. I skewed into the bed-rest and pinched her in nipples to wake her. She slapped me in my arms for hurting me.

I handed over her coffee and took the Santa hat that was lying on the floor. I wore that in her head. “Don’t wear anything else today. Expect this.”
We drank coffee talking about last night. I was hugging her with one arm and her head was on my broad chest.
My dick was getting hard and she noticed that.
Pragya: Your tool has woke up.

Me: Yeah. Give it some boost bitch.
I dipped my dick in her tea cup. It happened soon before she could realize that I really did that.
Pragya: That’s gross Deepak.

Me: Come on. Give a lick.
She shook her head in disapproval and I insisted on it. Her hair was loose and I just thought of holding her head by the hair and force it into my dick. But then it will be contrary to the sweet-and-hot boyfriend tag. It will be something primitive that not many girls want.

But her bulwark was broken and she finally dragged herself through my body to my dick and gave a quick slurp of the top of my dick. It was hot and a small pain as her teeth was rough on my dick.

Me: That was a pinch-awesome bitch. Now do more of that.
Pragya: I did a favor. Now I want one back.
Me: Take me, dear. Do as you wish.

Pragya poured the hot tea on my navel. I don’t have six-packs, but my abs are strong and my body can be certified somewhere between six-packs and decent. Athletic. I think that’s the word.

It was hot and really tickled me. It really hurt and I could see the kinky face of her getting what she wants. She drank the tea, slowly sipping from it. Her lips were in my navel and the hot breath was playing miracles on my body. Her nose-tip brushed through my navel area.
“You are something, bitch”. I shouted.

I pulled her face and made her lay on me. I asked her to take the cowboy position. Her look said “Early morning”, but I was damn horny and didn’t have a thought about not humping her.

She sat on my cock, and I strongly held her ass with my hands, as strong as I can and she was screaming low because of my grab on her. I started humping her and her firm big boobs were dancing front of me. (Recap to the story. Her measurements are 34-26-36. Height 168cm and weighs 58kg)

She arched her body to kiss my lips. Her cherry lips sucked mine, with both of us transferring a lot of saliva into each other’s mouth. Although it cannot be put to vote on which part of her- boobs or lips- are more delicious l, but at that moment with she humping on my dick, I was more interested in her dancing boobs.

I sucked the nipples whenever it came near my mouth and bit it whenever her speed of jumping on my dick increased. I fucked her for ten minutes and ejaculated inside her. She might have had two orgasms by then. (NB: I prefer pills than condoms.)

She fell on me and I kissed her earlobes. We both were breathing heavily. I kissed her again on the part between her ears and cheek and whispered in her “I love you”. I don’t know about other girls, but my bitch loves it when I say this after the sex.

She kissed my cheeks and replied the same with more intensity. I could see in her eyes that she meant it more than me. Actually, I didn’t mean it at all. I don’t plan to love her, marry her. I would love to as it will allow me to fuck this sex muffin all life. But I give little time for such thoughts. As for standing, I am truly madly in love with her tempting body, which is a piece-of-art.

She was lying completely above me with her boobs above me and my hands still holding her ass. Her deranged face was above mine, and the smell from her hair was an add-on.

Pragya: I think our life after marriage will be devoted to bed alone.
I knew it was time to spill some beans and give clues(even though in a mocking manner).

Me: It depends on how far will be you and your husband from me.
She looked at me with an intrigue richened face and I continued.
“Why are you looking at me. You seriously consider a marriage. Don’t be so ancient Pragya. We will enjoy the time together. You marry someone who will be a puppet in your hand. Marry some loser brat. I will love you all my life. You marry that-loser-idiot and we will be together always. Your family will be happy, and we will be happy. With that fool in front of public, you will be always my bitch and our spicy relationship will have an invisible license.

Let him be your husband, but I will be the true owner of your body and….”

Pragya didn’t allow me to complete the sentence and shouted “Stop it bastard” and moved down from my body.

Her face looked ready to burst into a huge sob, and I immediately knew that the spilled beans were not at the right time. I had to reconcile with my fake-mind of “Cute-and-caring boyfriend or Soul-partner” or whatever it is called. I pulled her close to me and she was keeping her face against mine. I thought she might force away from my grasp, but she was too weak, emotionally and sexually to move away from me.
Me: Did you fall for my prank lovely? You are my sweetie, my soul, and my bitch. Don’t falsify yourself believing the joke I just said before.
Pragya tried to keep my gaze away, and her face which was ready to cry started smiling at me. I tiny speck of tears was visible. After a lot of consolations and sugary words, we were back at parity.

Pragya: Deepak, promise me we will get married and have a fantastic life.

Me: I promise you my honey, we will live THOUSAND years together (I didn’t promise that we will get married. But my girl is not bright to realize that. Ultra-sexy body, rich, and half-ignorant. The perfect combination for a girl just made to be fucked by me ).
“And in during which year, I will get your ass?”

She slapped in my arms and said “Thousand-and-one”

I was sucking her curvy arm when she said she wanted to call her family. While she was on the call, I was licking and sucking her arm. I wanted to bit that soft-waxed-apple arms of her, but I think it may end up in a moan, which may not be welcomed by her parents. Still, I can see her enjoying my tongue on her arms.

She was talking as the “daddy’s princess”, suddenly she became serious and walked off the cot. Yes, nude with my girlfriend’s ass (I prefer to say my private bitch or my personal slut) swaying behind her. What a sight to behold lying in the chilly comforts of her studio apartment.
I didn’t listen to her talks. I am least interested in anything about her, except her body, which I have taken granted as my personal treasure. Lying on the bed, I imagined fucking my bitch Pragya’s ass in public.
She came back with a terrified look.

Pragya: Get up Deepak, my sister is coming.
I was disappointed knowing that my sex feast is cut short.
Me: Is she staying?

Pragya: No idea. She may. She has started some time ago and may arrive anytime.

I was still lying nude and she screamed: “Get out quickly.”
We both were nude and started to dress. She was still wearing the Santa hat. I didn’t have finished my shoes and the doorbell.
That day changed my life and gained my entry to the paradise of lust.
Time next time, cheerio.
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