Testimony Of Hameeda – Part 11
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I do not know how long I cried. It was nothing he did. It was my own heart that punished me, I guess. I felt ashamed that I did not value myself as much as this man whom I do not know for more than two days values me. Well…later I was woken up, and when I woke up as usual, I saw him eating my boobs, in a combination of licking over my nipples, sucking them, softly biting them, moving head to either side while biting nipple, licking around the nipple, pulling up the nipple while sucking it, kissing on it…everything! Sometimes patiently and sometimes slowly he was alternating between my nipples. I was no longer moaning unintentionally as I was now well adapted to this. I sighed and face palmed. He stopped and looked upwards at my eyes, as I smiled at him. The he slid on me to take his face towards mine. -hameeda, my sweet baby…did you wake up? I was feeling so much loved when he spoke to me like that. I put both my arms around his neck. -mmh…when is the time now, imad? -well… He looked at the clock. -5pm…what shall we do now? I was a bit horny even then but I thought if I turn him it would go farther than i can take. I was not in a mood for some violent fucking session. -…did we have lunch, imad? No, right? -ah! Hell no we did not! He said as he got off me and bed. He then took my hand and helped me stand. -well…let us have a wash and eat something now. Come on While we were having wash, we were making out as well. I was kissing all over him like crazy. I have been happier with him than I have ever been with Omar. It was true that imad is much stronger than Omar, apparently, and even looks scarier than him. But to be honest, he looked kinder to me. I know what happened in my 1st night. I was struggling and screaming in pain and he was never clever enough to lessen it anyway. He later asked for forgiveness but his carelessness had ruined my 1st night and I was determined never to marry again because of what he did. Good he did not have a large cock like imad does. Imad, on the other hand, cared alot about the pain of a woman and pleasure as well. He loved eating my boobs, but he was careful enough to avoid hurting me whenever possible, and whenever he was awake. He was now behind me, holding my boobs and kissing all over my body. Damn! God knows how much a woman loves to be kissed and loved by a man like this. His hands were on my hands, holding them. He was getting my body pressed against his and kissing all over wherever his mouth could reach. I let him kiss me for as long as he wanted. -hameeda, I know you are married to someone else but I live you darling, I dunno how to live without you any longer… He sometimes puts his forehead against mine and whispers, and I just close my eyes with my head focused downwards. I smile towards him, while my heart cries. My community never allows me to divorce Omar, and more than anything, is that my religion never allows me to marry a man of another religion, especially the atheistic religion of imad. I was crying in my heart. -I love you too, imad. This is how god wants us to be. We cannot just do what we want… I knew he never believed in a god, but he never said that, maybe he thought it would hurt my feelings. I have gone through a lot more painful things in life. That kinda offense would have never hurt me. After the bath, we dried the bodies of each other, got back dressed in some of his suits, because I did not have much of my own here, and went downstairs. -so…what do we do now? I guess we should eat anyway While we were eating, I was feeling horny again. I rubbed my calf against his. He was a little taken aback, but he also started rubbing back on me. Our eyes were on the food, but our legs were cuddling those of each other. But we finished eating without talking. After meal, we washed the dishes and went back to our bedroom for a nap. He seemed a bit lazy right then. I doubted if I can really call him for sex. But I wanted sex anyway. I was horny as always. But I wanted to straddle. For a while, he has taught me many sex positions and almost all of them were him riding me. Actually, I was the driving factor in those cases…literally! Once we came to the nap, he cuddled me into him and gave me the word I wanted. -it is 6.30 now. You can be satisfied on 7pm. Keep patient till then He then kissed my neck. I closed my eyes. Around 7pm, should be as I did not sleep for that long, I felt the usual currents around my breast, especially on my nipples. When I opened my eyes, I saw it was him again, eating my boobs. -aaah… I started moaning on purpose to turn him more. After a while, he started eating my mouth as well, when I responded by eating his mouth. Once, he stopped it and said, -oh your boobs and lips taste so great, you know that? He then repeated kissing me down to my cleavage where he licked me for a while. Aww! That was great. Then he massaging my boobs, sent his mouth down to my pussy and started eating there as usual. I was bending backwards, struggling a little on the bed, as it was a bit too sensational for me. I had still not adapted for that. -aaah…imad…sss—aaah! Oh no imad…a-a-aaah! Sss… It was really too sensational. After that, by the time he stopped, I was all wet in my pussy, he said, -ok, take me inside your mouth and erect me more… While I was stroking his cock in my mouth, he was massaging and patting my ass. It felt good…really good. I tried to do it as passionate and calm as possible. I could not believe I could do it this good! But he did not allow me to suck it. I lived to suck it like a lollypop or so but he said, -if you suck, I might come in your mouth. If you are ready foe that, do it but I will then not be ready enough to fuck your pussy. You will have to wait God, I was not gonna miss that chance anyway! I did not suck. After a while, his cock was perfectly sized for my pussy…actually it was sized for something wider than my pussy! It was going tight inside me and I loved it. Now Omar is gonna have problem when his penis goes in like beans…hehe! Then he said, -okay, that will be enough, now let us move to position. I sat on my knees, to prepare for the position. He explained, while positioning himself. -this is the face off or the lap dance position. Here I sit on the edge of the bed. You now face me, wrap your arms around my neck… Climb on top… And sit on my lap…that is it I did as he said, step by step. He kissed my lips a few times and said, -now take my cock in…and start riding up and down…great! I started riding him. I was moaning to please him. He was patting my ass, as usual, and sometimes holding my boobs in his hands and sucking them as well. But I did not stop. Sometimes my boobs went off his mouth and he never got angry. He just smiled and tried again. After a while, he said, -go faster…come on! He was repeatedly patting my ass. I was pushing his shoulders with my hands to get aid to my move. I was going as fast as possible. I was not moaning as all my strength was focused on straddling. After a while, he grabbed my ass with his both hands and started riding me up and down, faster than I ever could. He was a very strong man, so strong that he could move me around like a feather. He went on like that. After some time he asked, -hameeda…gonna come…where do you want…in your mouth? I decided to try it. Why not? I did not say a word. I tried to go off his grip. As he left my buttocks, I got off his cock and took my face close to his cock. As I got his cock in my mouth, he held my head and fucked my mouth for a while, and finally…boom! My mouth was filled with his hot juice! It was too much in the beginning. Even some came outta my nose as well. He seemed scared. -oh no…hameeda, are you alright? I smiled and nodded yes. He seemed okay. -oh good…haah! He fell on the bed. I got on him and started eating his chest as I wished. I knew I did not have to ask him, and he also never seemed bothered. He smiled, and closed his eyes. After tasting his nipples for a while, I put my face on his smoothly haired chest and closed my eyes…