Testimony Of Hameeda – Part 29

-hameeda, I will go buy some lunch. You…-

-…no imad-

I said, blocking his lips with my right index finger. I loved to do it and imad also seemed to be okay with that.

-no? Why not?-

-you spend too much on me already. I will cook today. Do you have the necessary stuff here?-

-well…yes. Usually I got cooked myself!-

-good, shall we cook together, then?-

-yup!-

We cooked our lunch. He said to me that he used to cook the dinner as well at the same time so we cooked the dinner too.

I wondered why there was no meat or fish. Then I remembered that I had never seen him eating them either. Is he a vegetarian?

-imad, why no meat in the cupboard?-

-I do not eat meat, hameeda. I am vegetarian-

Hmm…so that is how it goes…

-okay then, lemme ask you something about salih-

-…okay?-

-is he a vegetarian too?-

-yeah…i mean, he is actually more than a vegetarian-

-what does that mean?-

-he is a vegan, he takes all his nutrients from plants-

But I remembered that he was larger and seemed stronger than imad.

-but, he seems larger and stronger than you, imad-

He seemed sad about what I said.

-oh sorry imad. I did not mean to make you sad-

-it is okay. That is because he has 0 sexual relationships with anyone. He is not into sex, like me-

Weird guy…we moved back to cooking.

When we were eating, I noticed that what he cooked were very good. He seemed good at cooking. He said,

-wow! This food is great, hameeda! You are so good at cooking-

I felt happy, and loved too. Omar had never said this to me. I knew my cooking was good, but imad was the 1st to say this.

-thank you imad…your work is also good. Who taught you to cook?-

-my mom did. Salih also knows to cook. He cooks better than me.

When I go buy loads of books, I never forget to take him. He takes the books on his shoulders for me!-

-hahaha!-

It was fun to have lunch with him.

After the lunch, we moved to studying. He said,

-let us study till…3pm? Then what we shall do is your decision-

I knew what we are gonna do then. But I just smiled at him and we started studying.

At 3pm, he came to me, put his arms around my neck, and asked,

-hey, it is time now. What shall we do?-

As he kissed my neck, and lips as well when I turned to him. I was horny but i wanted to tease him so I said,

-I guess I wanna sleep a while. What do you think?-

He took his hands off of my neck. He seemed disappointed. But he then said,

-well…what to do then? I will go to the university gym and come later-

He took his gym bag and was gonna depart. I pulled him by his right hand, pushed him to the nearby chair and got on his lap. He seemed surprised.

-hameeda, you just said you wanna sleep?-

-but I am too horny to sleep-

I said, putting my hands on his shoulders and smiling at him, passionately. He seemed to be turning on soon. I asked,

-what do you wanna do? I am ready for anything!-

-great!-

He said as he held my shoulders, pulled me to him and started kissing my lips. We started French kissing, while his hands went down palming my back and squeezed my buttocks a few times.

While we were still kissing, his hands slid into my t-shirt and started rubbing my back. Then they came to my stomach area, rubbed them for a while, and I felt his thumbs, playing with my belly button. That was cute!

Then, they started going upwards till my boobs, groped them over my bra for a few times, went behind me, unclipped my bra and pulled it off my boobs. Then he started groping my bare boobs with his hands, twisting their nipples as well. I started moaning, but he was not gonna break the kiss.

-mm…m!-

After a while, he lifted his hands up along with my shirt, exposing my boobs. He only then broke the kiss, and looking at my boobs he groped them for a few times more and at once, started eating my right boob, while pinching my left nipple with his right hand and holding my back with his left hand. I started moaning a little louder to turn him more.

-a…h!-

He did a lot of things to my boob and nipple, while I was holding his head, running my fingers through his hair. I felt his cock bulging in his pants and I was also a bit wet in my pussy.

-ah…yeah that feels good…wwh!-

After a while, he altered to the other boob and ate the same way, while pinching the opposite nipple.

After that, taking off his shirt, he said,

-now take over your shirt, sweetie-

And as I took over my shirt, he hugged me and kissed me for a while, and again kissed both by boobs all over them. I was so much turned on. I was actually wondering about his talent. No matter how sexually experienced I was, he was still able to turn me on using simple techniques that did not take much time either.

-oh yeah imad, you are wonderful-

Once he left my boobs, I rubbed him down to his belly, took out his cock and started stroking it in my mouth, as he held my head and moved it. In my mouth, I was licking its top. He was moaning.

-oh yeah baby, that is great-

After a while, I left it as it was fully erected. Then, he stood up, sat me on the chair, pulled my pussy area out of the chair and started eating my pussy. He was sucking it so powerfully that I had my eyes tight shut and I was moaning, holding his hair tight in my hands. His tongue was touching the most sensitive parts of my vagina. I was struggling too.

-ah…oh god, no…that is it, imad…ah!-

After a while, it was perfectly wet inside me, with my juice and his saliva. Then, he started sucking my right nipple again, holding my right hand with his left, crossing my fingers. My left hand was on his head, as he started finger fucking me.

His sucking got more powerful and his fucking got more frequent, as I was moaning even louder.

After a while, he took out his wet right hand and took it closer to my mouth. I was hesitant a bit.

-come on honey, suck it all. It tastes good…that is it!-

I hesitantly took my own juice into my mouth. I had taken them in my hand before but this was the 1st time I took them in my mouth…hmm…they did not taste horrible. It was just a bit salty. I sucked them clean.

-time to follow our 10 sex sessions. Ready?-

I nodded my head. He said,

-our new position is the quickie fix, or the bends position.

Greater thrusting power, and good for quickie sex in my kitchen, especially if you are wearing a skirt-

Greater thrusting power? I knew that feels great but, god if they will not throw me off!

-sounds interesting-

-yup…bend on your waist and keep your hands on a furniture, or your legs, or even on the floor…-

I held a nearby seat handle. He held my hip and said,

-…here we go!-

And he started fucking me. This time, he was going fast, but he never reached his maximum speed. Maybe because he is feeling afraid that too much speed would come him too early. But it was greatly enjoyable anyway. I smiled at him, while moaning.

After sometime, he stopped and said,

-okay, your turn-

-spin cycle…if you do not mind turning on the washing machine-

-hell no I do not! Come on!-

While he was sitting on the washing machine, I was jumping on his cock and the machine was vibrating, it was a great feeling inside. I had longed for it for a long time.

He was massaging my boobs, twisting my nipples and kissing me wherever possible. When I turned my head to him, we French kissed for a while.

After a while, I stopped and got off. He said,

-let us go flatiron!-

We went to the bedroom and I prepared for flatiron. He started fucking me. I was feeling so pleasurable in my vagina that I could not hold my screams anyway. I was screaming in pleasure.

-a…ah!-

Sometimes, he laid on me and kissed me. When I turned my face to him, he kissed my lips. After a while, he got off of me. I turned to him, saying,

-step lively position-

We went to the short staircase in his house. We positioned ourselves and I started riding him, while he was playing with my boobs, kissing my back, shoulders, neck and lips as well. We were both heavy breathing.

After sometime, I stood off of him. He also stood off, saying,

-butter churner!-

That was a bit too extreme. But I was not ready to accept defeat. While I was idle, he asked,

-why? Does that sound too hard?-

-no…let us do it!-

We went to the bedroom and I positioned myself on the bed. He sat on the bed, bent his cock down and started squatting on my buttocks. Each time, he took out his cock and entered it again. I knew it is extra trouble to him, but he did it willfully. I was enjoying it anyway.

After a while, he got off. I laid and said,

-reverse cowgirl-

He willfully and happily laid, with his cock upwards. I sat on his cock, held his knees and started riding him. He was massaging my buttocks. I was moaning.

After a while, I got off. He said,

-the ballet dancer-

-hey that is unfair. I am supposed to pull you-

-no, we shall start from the next step. Come on-

We were standing. He took my right keg in his left hand and started fucking me, massaging my left boob with his right hand.

After a while, I felt my left leg getting tired, but he was not gonna stop. I decided to let him stop, without saying anything. But he soon stopped. Oh thank god!

I said,

-pole position-

As he laid, I started riding his cock, straddling his left leg. As I was putting my hands on his chest, he was rubbing my forearms or massaging my buttocks. I enjoyed a lot.

-oh this feels good, imad-

After some more time, I got off and he said,

-the bicycle-

I laid with my legs out of the bed. He held them by the ankles and started fucking me, standing out if the bed. His thrusts were a bit powerful because they made me slid every time he did it.

-ah…oh that feels good…-

After sometime, he left me. I said,

-face off-

He sat on the edge. I sat on his lap like when we were making out and started riding his cock. Our eyes were so close to each other and I saw the love filled in his eyes.

-ah…i love you, imad…-

-hh…i love you too, hameeda…-

Tears of pleasure started running out of all four eyes of us both. We smiled at each other.

After a while, I felt his juice inside me. I got off and we both laid.

We were looking at each other with lovely feelings. When will I be bound to him? When will I be free from Omar? I did not know yet.

Imad did not want me to divorce and marry him…maybe he did, but he never said I should do.

-imad-

-yeah-

-do you think I should divorce Omar?-

-hmm…are you having that serious issues with him?-

-well…not really but…-

I had nothing to say. He smiled and said,

-I guess I know what you mean. But I think we should let time solve this problem…time solves everything-

He palmed my cheek, kissed my forehead, stood up and said,

-I am going to the gym. Will be back at 8pm-

He departed. It was 6pm then. I closed my eyes…

…things going well, while Omar is away. Look forth for the next episode. Bye!