Tuesday, June 24, 2014

a morning.

..after few mins quick nap, i woke up with your delicious weight partly on me.  softness and warmness of your body along with distant feel of your perfume - that was that i noticed first.  i don't want to move.  feeling the creamy white bed sheet under us, and the soft pillow...enjoying your smell...i want to breath that to eternity.  i don't want to wake you up.  but then i will miss your arguments.  our hairs are mixed and i wonder why the hairs of two people never tangles.  i can feel your breath on my left hand side.  i watch you sleep.  but i can hardly see you.  but i feel you, all over me.

i close my eyes.  feeling the build up.  but my hunger for you was taken care 20 mins back... but i want more of you. i can lay like this for every, but my bladder was full (don't laugh.)  i try to move and you wake up, as usual blaming me.  you look at me and "ahh..i hate morning sex".  well, nice to know.  you got that sarcasm (you are always good in that) and you follow my eyes to and the view of that bed sheet spoiled with your squirt on the floor, shut you up...and as ever, left side of your lips take that world famous shape, which means, you have nothing to say but you i got to consider that you won the argument.  these are the rare moments, shyness makes a quick visit on your face.  and your turn scarlet.  you stretch over me to get hold of classic ultra mild's pack and you make sure your richness is rubbing on my chest and face.  another dirty trick, which i always fail to complain.

you love blowing smoke in to my hair and hell, your smell mixed with tobacco drives me crazy.  sensing my crewel intentions, you plant the cigarette butt on my lips.  girl, what lipstick was that ?  or is my nose getting more sensitive ?  and you rascal....you kiss me on lips to steal my smoke from me !  my hands reaches to you back and you jump on my pinch.  and i am waiting for your trade mark comment "you dam Mallu".  i don't know why u decided to skip that.

since we have jointly decided that there is no outer world during these days, we are the universe.  i love the warmness of your body.  as i drink you with my eyes, you pass the cigarette to me and jump out of the bed. i follow you and later i find you back in bed with your phone.  you put your right foot on my back, as i was trying to search for my phone.  girl, you can draw some real good designs with you finger nails.  why you jumped out and hugged me from back ?  god ! how can your body to be so soft and hot ! especially the top part !  your sharp teeth on the back of my shoulder is a concern,  i got to get back with no mark on body.  we both the rules of extramarital fun. and i know, you are teasing me.  but, i can't risk.  as i disengage myself from your teeth, your fingers starts playing with my belly button.  god ! you know how ticklish i am, when i am normal.    your hand goes further down to check my length.  i want your lips, girl.  i pull your head to mine, and you come to my side and as i run my hand thru your hair, our lips meet, again.  i like this.  you are a dam good kisser.  you know when to bite.  you know when to assault me with your that smart tongue of yours.  you still smell y'day whiskey.  the mouth wash and the cigarette was of no much help.  as my tongue get more active, you pull back and state - no sex, only romance.  ya, lady, try to stop me.  i like you when you laugh this freely.  you are like  free bird, when you laugh carelessly.    and i just want to shoot you down, kill you, fry you and eat you.

you give me that fake angry look as i throw you to bed, and ease my weight on you.  you make yourself more desirable, when you curse.  don;t start again - was your command.  but who is starting ?  i want you ready, waiting.  am not going to take you till today night.  i wan you waiting.  waiting for me to take you.  waiting for me to enter you.

you moan against    my mouth, irrespective of your "don't start" voice command.  when kissing get more aggressive, we both love to keep the eyes open and enjoy the visual treat too.you are kissing me back, holding my hips.  our wet mouth and tongues. i bring my hands to your naked back.  turn around.  as your turn, i pull your hair apart and feel the softness of your back neck on my teeth.  and that earns me another curse from you.  i hope it is a curse.  it was in hindi.  or marthi ?  who cares.  i love to hug you from back.  feeling your hair on my face, your roundness on both the hands.  first time, when i took you from back, you said, i wanted to avoid the scar on your face.  you are a real chicken when it comes to your scar.  as my hand move down to feel the fresh hairs on your sex, you giggle and shouts in your highly accented malayalam.  i don't care what i means.  i am not planning to do anything with you, other than leaving you high and dry...err...sorry, wet.

you are a dam gorgeous creature.  i can feel your skin responding for my hands.  i can feel your body is demanding  for more pressure from my index finger, which is buried inside you.  it is demanding me to draw more designs inside you.  "ok, i will go for combo offer".  i was clueless.  so kind of you.  you explained quickly - kisses, lips, tongue and finger. and lot of them, as usual.   "sorry lady, shop is closed", i spank your richness as i get up.  you are good in cursing.  but, later, baby.  you find my sando vest and get yourself in.  girl, you know, i love to see you in that.  the top portion hardly covers your jumping sexiness as you move around, and bottom just kissing your bottom.  well, you are silent.  which means,  you are planing for revenge.  you are such a treat, when you are mean.  you are most welcome, lady...i am waiting.
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