Confession Of A Sextress – Part 2
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This part of the story will be narrated in the viewpoint of Fareeda. * * * * * * * * * * As we came outta the room, he held my hand in his with our fingers criss-cross and that reminded me of someone back then. But, I was gonna believe that Qamaar was not gonna put me in the trouble that he did! Once we were outside, he boarded a bus and we both got on and sat on nearby seats. I was near the window. He put his hand around me and cuddled me to himself. I put my palm on his chest and my face against it and closed my eyes. Even though I closed my eyes, I still felt well what was happening. I felt his hand roaming over me on my dress and groping my body wherever I had soft tissues, especially my boobs. Qamaar, unlike the most men I have sexually interacted in my life, seemed to have a better understanding of what a woman really wants and what most women will find not interesting. I smiled. All of a sudden, he said, “Fareeda, we are about to get down. I guess you should keep your head open for the rest of the journey or we both will be in trouble” I agreed and took my veil off. Once the bus stopped, we got off and he guided me where he went, holding my hand as usual. We walked on a street until we met a two storied house, with absolutely nobody living in it, apparently. “So, this is my house and I guess nobody is Seeing us right now,” he said, looking around, as he opened the gate and took me in. He immediately closed the gate. Then, he unlocked the door, opened it, took me in, closed it and locked it fast. Then he turned to me, with his eyes shining with lust. I said, “Mm…so what are we waiting for? Time to get fast! Let us see how long you can remain” I am a vegan. My sex drive is very high compared to ordinary women, therefore. So, I can remain in a sexual act for long even without having to take external medicine. But I did not know whether it is the same with Qamaar, no did I mind asking. Most people do not believe that food habits have something to do with sex drive. Qamaar hugged me and we started vigorously kissing the lips of each other, almost eating each other out. His arms were around my body, pressing my boobs tightly against his chest and his palms were roaming all over my back, his fingers squeezing wherever I had soft tissues. After a while, still eating my mouth, he ran towards a wall, pushing me all the way, until I hit against the wall. I was so overwhelmed by his sexual actions that I did not feel like I was hurt. After all, with all the misery I have gone through in my sex life, something like this was insignificant. I still was not feeling it wet inside my vagina, though. Maybe because I was well experienced with sex and the more experienced you are, the more time it takes for you to come. Once I was hit against the wall, his hands came from my buttocks to my boobs and started squeezing them. I held his hands as he stopped kissing me and looked into my eyes, asking me, “Fareeda, do you want me to squeeze them harder” “Yes, Qamaar. Squeeze them as hard as you can” He seemed puzzled and asked, “But…but this could hurt you” I smiled and said, “No, it could not. Take my word for that and do it” “As you wish!” He said as he squeezed them with all his strength in his fingers. “Ah!” “How is that?” “Yeah, that is it” Then he started eating my neck, still squeezing my boobs repeatedly. I was moaning to provoke him even further. “Yeah, Qamaar. Pay me more” Then he started pulling up my dress, violently. I knew he was gonna undress me. I wanted to undress him as well but he was pulling up my dress so violently that I could not get hold of his buttons. After a while, he took my dress off my head. I was wearing only a panty and a bra below it. After that, he was looking at my body like he had seen the next world wonder. He said, “Oh, my…look at those tits…” He said as he took my bra off, grabbed each of them in each of his hands from their sides and repeatedly squeezed them and left them, moved them up and down, hit them against each other, pulled them down, pushed them towards my face, pinched my nippers and twisted them…did all kinds of things as if he was trying to figure out what they are made of! I was moaning lightly and every time he hit them against each other, my moaning broke and he was doing it so vigorously that my entire body was moving. With his treatment on my nipples, I was feeling that I was getting wet inside my panty. I started unbuttoning his shirt. He took it off and threw it away. Only then did I see all his muscles, hiding in his suit till now. With his great abs, I guessed he could be great in bed. Still playing with my tits, he said, “Wow! They feel great. I wanna know how they taste like!” Then he hugged me, placing his mouth over my right breast, biting in a portion of it and started sucking it, repeatedly biting it like a baby being breastfed, except that he had a hard time doing anything calmly. He was playing with my left breast using his right hand at the same time. His right arm was around my upper body and it held me pressed against his mouth. He was biting and sucking my boob, and I felt him licking my nipple with his tongue in all kinds of ways. Due to the extreme sensation, I felt like my legs could no longer hold it. I said, “Ah…oh I can not keep standing any longer my darling” He lifted me up and threw me on a bed in a nearby room. The impact was hard and as soon as I raised my head a bit to look at him, he jumped on me and I went “Ah!” When he did that. He was still wearing his denim pants and I was dying to see his cock. But before I could even hold his pants, he started eating my left boob, like he did before with the right one. And again, now he was playing with my right boob using his left hand and his right hand went downwards and into my panty and started rubbing over to my umbilical cord. It felt different but good. He then inserted a finger into my umbilical cord and moved it up and down, vigorously. I went like, “A-a-a-a-ah!” And then he stopped eating my boob, took hold of both my boobs with his hands like he did before, pressed his face on them in the middle (my boobs have hardly any gap between them so he could not press between), repeatedly pressed and his my boobs against his face, took his face away, pressed my boobs against each other to take my nipples closer to each other, and started eating both my nipples at the same time. He was licking, sucking and biting them. His bite was hard and it sent currents throughout my upper body. I was moaning even louder. After a while, we again ate each other’s mouths for a while and then he repeatedly kissed me down to my pussy. * * * * * * * * * * * But it did not finish there. Wait for the next part to see what happened next. Stay tuned!