Testimony Of Hameeda – Part 13

Lemme tell you guys something. I usually do not sleep for more than 4 hr but not less than that either. So, I decided I had to wake up by 1am on the Sunday. Though I was so tired after the extraordinary sex sessions with imad, I thought I should keep up my usual traditions, and also, pray to god whenever possible.

So I woke up at 1am, got washed and dressed myself, prayed to god and asked for his forgiveness. I did not know whether it worked or not though, because I do not know after having seen all I did, if god would forgive me, no matter how merciful he is.

Anyway, when I came back to the room, I saw imad was still asleep. I decided to cook something for us. His brother left and never came back. Maybe he on purpose kept him outside so he can have sex with me as long and intense as he desires.

I dried my hair and went downstairs to cook. Seemed like I had to spend more time looking for the food he keeps at home. The cupboard system was so complicated there. Just like the mind of imad…just kidding!

While I was cooking, it had been a while, by then, I felt someone holding me from my shoulders and pressing against him. I was wearing the head cover then. When I saw hid hands, I saw it was imad again. He had come without making any noise!

He cuddled me as usual, lifted my head cover upwards and started eating the left side of my neck. It was tickling. He was smelling good. He had had a bath as well.

-oh, you taste so good!

He said as he started kissing all over me, exposing my skin inch by inch. Good I was at the end of cooking, so I switched off and closed my eyes, enjoying his action at best.

After a while, he stopped kissing me, turned me towards himself, kissed my forehead and kept his forehead against mine. I still had my eyes closed, and now my hands on the inner side of his elbows.

-hameeda…my love, why did you cook? You are not a servant here…

I looked at his eyes. They were filled with love, rather than lust, I must say. I smiled at him and said,

-I know that, imad…i am here as your love, right?

-yeah…but why did you cook?

-I felt like…what if I can become your loving wife, and live happily like this forever

He smiled and cuddled me to his chest. It was so comfortable to be cuddled against such a muscular and strong stud. Omar was none like that. His cold touch and his bones exposed through skin was never good to satisfy my desires.

-you know we cannot do that, honey. They will kill me. Anyway, thank you for cooking. I will treat you like my wife, or more like my queen…

It was so loving to hear these words. Later, we had our meals. This time he was not rubbing my leg. When I asked why, he said,

-well, you do not seem like in the romantic or horny mood, but rather like in the loved mood, so that could have felt uncomfortable against you-

He started eating again. He admired my meal.

-mm…this is great! Really, is this some religious meal of yours?

-oh yeah…

I explained him. He seemed so happy.

-…you know, I guess I had a cook like you-

-you already do! You have me-

-oh come on, you are much more than a cook. I cannot have you as my cook, you know-

His lovely eyes were towards mine. We smiled at each other.

Once we finished our meals, he asked me,

-so…shall we exercise?-

He made me exercise at the backyard of the house. He had gym equipment stocked there. He gave me exercises to my chest, buttocks, hip and hamstring which were not hard. He said that they were prescribed to lose some oil and to make them grow?

Make them grow? My breast is naturally 38 and only I know what I go through because of their size! I asked him,

-but…will that not be a problem if my breast grows more?-

-well…not really. You will be able to use your old bra and old panty without a trouble…well, sometime later you will need a little bigger ones but do not worry, you will look even more attractive! You do not like?-

Actually looking attractive had become a problem already. But as the man who was attracted to me was good to me, I thought it would not be a problem lately. So I agreed.

He also prescribed me some exercises for my quadriceps, which were somewhat painful. He said that, he does not only wanna make them curvier but also fitter so that I can straddle for longer. I agreed readily because I also wanted to please me better.

When it was over, I guess it was about 3am. My quadriceps were paining like nothing.

-imad, my quadriceps hurt a lot now. I do not think I can jump on you for sometime till they get back okay-

-well, I need some supplementary for you so that your muscles will recover faster and better-

He said as he put his right arm around my shoulder and cuddled me. During this time, he also had exercised a bit.

-well…you rest till 6am. Then you will be ready for more fun-

He said as I used the supplementary and the pain killers he gave me. By now, I had no doubt over him.

We were laying in bed, totally naked. He said,

-there is an oral sex position called David Copperfield, or trick and treat position.

This sex position is the piece de resistance for women who prefer a strong, upward stroking motion-

Sounded good for me. I was eagerly waiting for him to do it, whatever it is.

-so…when shall we try it?-

Let us try now! You know, I cannot move but I can still enjoy-

-well…lemme please you a bit, 1st-

Then we started lip kissing in bed. After a while, he was eating my neck. I did not moan as I was tired of the workout schedule.

After a while, he kissed me down to my boobs. He said,

-here comes my favorite…-

He started eating my nipples. The more he ate them, the less pain I felt caused by the workout. Maybe because my chest was also worked out by them, it was a little painful what he did there but I did not care about that.

After a while, he kissed me down to my pussy and said,

here I Place a pillow under your hips to tilt your pelvis up….now bend your knees so you can place your feet on my shoulder blades….that is it!-

Then he started eating my pussy. I felt like I was getting strong again. He was electrocuting me all inside my body. I was not moaning anyway. I did not have to do that. He was that much active.

I was still not ready to have him in but once he started widening my pussy with his fingers and fingering it deep inside, within minutes I wanted him inside me. When I raised my head a bit and looked at him, I also saw that he had got hard.

-imad…fuck me now…i want you inside of me!

I did not try to take him in my mouth, and he did not try to make me do that either. While I was still in that position, with my pelvis raised and legs bent. He knelt by me and slowly penetrated me. I said,

-please do not go too fast, imad. I doubt if I can still take it again…-

He smiled and started fucking me slowly. It was starting to feel good.

He kept fucking me like that, slowly laying on me. With my pelvis raised, my boobs were looking even bogged but he did not try to enjoy them much as I had exercised them…probably.

-oh look at these jugs waiting for my mouth…they are magnificent…hameeda, your parents must be honored for creating you-

That was lovely to hear. But I said,

-I am a whore right now, imad, because I came with someone other than my married man and I am having continuous and extraordinary sex with him now. You think parents who created such a woman should be honored?-

He looked at my eyes compassionately. He said,

-if your husband satisfies you properly, you would not be teasing the men you see around and also, I would be now in police jail for touching you…now tell me, whose parents should be ashamed? Yours, or his?

Your emotions are just those of every healthy woman, hameeda…there is no shame in them…-

He then laid on me and while kissing my lips, he was slowly fucking me, bending his back and straightening it again. When his pushes were getting harder, I was pushed a bit on the mattress, but his hard pushes were less. He at once came inside me, and stood up.

-where are you going?-

-mh…i gotta go check something in the internet…4am now. Be prepared by 6. I will be back.

He got dressed and left. I closed my eyes…

Okay guys, look forward for part 14 as well. Till then, bye!