Testimony Of Hameeda – Part 26

One hour sleep could sound Impossible to ordinary people, but not to us as we have slept for less than that as well when we were studying as students. Usually, imad wakes me up just one hour after one sex session and I was perfectly okay with that by then.

I felt him kissing all over my body, as I woke up. It was 7pm then. I had started to get horny by then.

-oh…imad…-

He kissed me up to my lips and we started French kissing each other, with my hands on his neck, as I was laying upwards and he on me.

I was keeping my eyes closed all the time he was kissing me. After a while, he broke the kiss and and as i opened my eyes, he looked into them, smiled and said,

-hey hameeda, how are you feeling now?-

-mm…i feel horny, imad! I wanna get fucked again-

-huh…i know about you. You just wanna get fucked again and again no matter how many times I fuck you-

-so are you, right? You wanna fuck me again and again, no matter how many times you fuck me, right?-

-yup…in that case we are a perfect match-

I rubbed his cheek, saying,

-hmm…it is sad we are not a legal couple. If we were, how wonderful would it have been? I always ask god in my mind, why not sent you to me before him-

I was feeling sad. He smiled and said,

-well…maybe because god wants you to keep believing in him, and if I came to you before him, that plan would be messed up-

-what does that mean?-

-that means I am atheist. I guess you know that-

Yup, I had heard that their religion is atheistic, though some people said that they are agnostic.

But I believe imad more than anyone. If he says they are atheist, they must be atheist.

-not that, I have planned that we should go through at least…7 positions this time. What do you say?-

Actually I thought I had gone through more than 7 last time, and all by myself. Why not 7 this time. I passionately smiled and said,

-why not? If you can hold, so can i-

-then let us get busy!-

He said as he started kissing me down to my boobs. There, he started eating them as usual. I was struggling and moaning in the bed, to provoke him more.

-ah…yeah imad…eat them all…ah…-

He increased his speed and now he was eating them like crazy. I was losing my mind.

But when both my nipples were erect enough, he stopped eating my boobs. Then he kissed me down to my belly button, still massaging my boobs with his hands.

Getting my boobs massaged was what I liked the most to get done from him. That was what felt best on my breast. But for a change, I liked other things as well, such as kneading, groping, squeezing etc.

Then, he started eating my belly button. That was a bit tickling. I was smiling like a shy little girl, slightly struggling, and I said,

-ah…imad! That tickles-

He just smiled and kept doing it for a while. After a while, he again kissed me, this time down to my pussy and started eating my pussy, sucking it powerfully. I was somewhat screaming, struggling in the bed and squeezing the mattress hard with both my fingers. The feeling was that immense. My thighs were gripping his head from sides, as the feeling was getting off my endurance level.

-oh god, imad….ah! That feels so good…aaah! Ah…ss!-

I was all crazy. He was so good at it, that soon my clit was up and all wet inside, even though he sucked me that hard.

After that, he knelt in front of me and said,

-time for the new position, the standing serpent, or crouching tiger-hidden serpent-

-what? That sounds like the name of that Chinese movie! Haha!-

He also laughed and said,

-this is an ideal position for g-spot stimulation. And of course, I am gonna admire your curves better as well.

Okay, now I will stand and enter you from behind…you pose on all fours on the edge of the bed and arch your back to lift your buttocks. Do it-

While I was positioning myself, he was slapping my ass, which turned me even more. Then, he started fucking me from behind, holding my hip and sometimes slapping my ass.

I do not have to repeat myself always. He never slaps me hard enough to hurt me. He always is careful not to let them hurt me. He slaps gently.

-ah…yeah imad…fuck me faster!-

I was screaming as he was fucking the hell outta me. My hands were meddling per each time he penetrated me. He was sometimes rubbing my waist, telling,

-wow…your body is divine…really…love you so much!-

After a while, he knelt on the bed, pressed my knees together using his thighs and started fucking me again. My pussy was pressed in and his cock felt even larger inside it. I was screaming.

-aaah…oh god!…oh god no!…imad…aaah!-

He fucked me till he reached his highest pace. He was holding my hair tight and having it pulled apart, getting my neck bent backwards. I was screaming.

After a while, he stopped and got outside, saying,

-to the lazy man position…come on!-

Lazy man was going to be the 2nd position. One over, 6 more to go!

We positioned ourselves and I started riding him. I knew one thing. This time, he is gonna finish it.

I rode him up and down, holding his neck with my hands while he was rubbing all over my neck, shoulders, back while massaged my buttocks and kissed my lips as well. After sometime, he said,

-okay, now time to move to the pretzel position-

As I positioned myself in pretzel position, he took hold of my right leg and started penetrating me, groping my right boob with his left hand. I was moaning all the time and as his penetrations sped up, my moans turned into screams.

-aaah…! Oh my god…! Ah!-

He was eating his teeth. After some time, he said,

-okay, time for the face off position-

As he prepared for face off sex, I sat on his groin and started riding him, pressing my calf bones against the bed. We were cuddling each other and kissing each other as well. He sometimes groped my buttocks or my boobs. That was great. I was moaning.

After sometime like that, he said,

-okay, time for the g-whiz position-

As I laid, he took up my legs in the position and started fucking me. He was speeding up. I was moaning, and later screaming. My screams were not much powerful as I had already screamed for much long by then.

after some time like that, he said,

-okay, here I stop. Now move to pole position and ride the hell outta me!-

As he laid with his left knee upwards, I started riding him, straddling that leg. He was rubbing my back and sometimes squeezing my buttocks as well. This was my last riding for the session so I tried at my best.

After a while, I had reached my maximum speed and was riding like nothing. I was moaning to keep him erect. After a while more, he said,

-okay, your work is over. Now lemme fuck the hell outta you. Doggy style, now!-

I positioned myself and waited for him to penetrate me. He placed his hands on my hip, held it and started fucking me, pulling and pushing my hip. That was so deep fucking, so I was breathing heavily and moaning more frequently as well.

After sometime, he paused for a while, laid on me, held my hands, kissed me several times on my back and after I turner my head on, kissed my lips too. Then he straightened his spine, getting my hands pulled to the backwards, and started fucking me again. My shoulders were pulled each time he penetrated but they did not hurt.

After some more time, he held both my hands with one of his hands, held my hair with his other hand and pulled it back, bending my neck backwards. Now, my hands and my neck were being pulled backwards as he fucked me.

After a while, I came. His penetrations became harder and slower, and soon, he came in me.

Then he fell on the bed. I looked at the time. It was 9pm then.

We got up, washed ourselves and started preparing for next day lectures…

…life of a woman is no play toy for men, no matter what kinda men believing in what kinda religions. Women are here to deserve our love, as men and in return, they are naturally armed to supply us what we desire. So, they are really treasures, no matter god sent them down or not. So treat them well, and look forth foe the next part. Bye!