An Erotic Tale Of Lust And Love - Part 3
We were sitting in a corner of a coffee shop, six months after we broke up. She was resting her head on my shoulder holding my hand strongly. We bumped into each other at a mall that evening. We talked about her daughter and other things. When it was the time to leave, things turned emotional. We walked together to her car holding hands like the good old days. We sat in the car and she started crying. She held my hand and wept like anything. That was the first time I had ever seen her cry. I pulled her closer and put my arms around her. She put her head on my chest and wept. She asked me to come back and start living with her again. I didn’t say a word and instead, I let her stay on my chest and comforted her. I missed her affection, her body warmth and everything regarding her. But I didn’t want to do it all over again. So I adjusted my seat and laid back a little and she stopped after a while. She drifted into sleep right there on my body. So did I. I could feel the warm breath and soft skin on my face. When I opened my eyes half asleep, she was holding my head and feeling my lips. She was sitting with her legs on either side of my body. Her hair was falling on my face. I could feel my cock hardening, poking right into her ass crack. I opened my eyes and looked at her. She kissed me suddenly. It was passionate and she moved closer into my body. I could feel her huge boobs. She threw herself upon me and kissed me vigorously. Her tongue made its way into my mouth. She moved back and forth on my cock while she kissed me. I didn’t want this to happen again and tried to control from losing myself to her. She was such a tigress when it comes to romance. Whenever she moved her ass on my cock, I lifted my body. It aroused her a lot. I thought this wasn’t good and tried to stop her. She didn’t want to but I tried again. She moved back and grabbed my cock over my pants. She grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. It felt like heaven. She smiled and squeezed my cock. I jerked and held her waist. She moved closer to my face and whispered in my ear, “I know you still love me, Bava” and kissed on my neck. I could feel her tongue licking my neck. I pressed her waist strongly. She hissed and kissed on my lips. She knew that I was totally in her control now. She smiled and moved away from me. I held her hand and tried to pull her closer. I stared at her and she asked me if I want to come with her to her home now. I was reluctant but she started the car and drove us to her home. I pleaded all the way home but I couldn’t do it strongly. I was in two minds. She parked the car and we came to her flat. I sat in my old place and she went into the kitchen. I was restless with all thoughts running in my head. I stood up and went into the kitchen. She was preparing something and I hugged her from behind. I said, “Please don’t do this to me, baby”. She looked at me. She smiled and kissed my hand. She held it and pushed it slowly inside her saree towards her pussy. I was standing behind her and pushed my hand further inside. My fingers touched her clit and she fell on me. She lifted her arms up and held my neck. She started breathing heavily. This made my hand go smoothly inside and I caressed her pussy lips. I held them in my palm and crushed it. She couldn’t control herself and swayed in my arms. She pushed her ass onto my cock. She turned her head and I kissed her lips. I got hold of her boob with my other hand and squeezed it. She moaned sweetly, “Aaaahhh bavaaaaaa”. I rubbed her pussy lips. I could feel the wetness. She was dripping already and my hands became smooth. She was swaying in my arms and I kept rubbing her pussy. She hissed and pleaded not to stop. She unzipped my pants from behind and pulled down my underwear. My cock was hard already and sprang out as soon as she pulled. My fingers went inside her pussy as she grabbed my rod. Her pussy felt like silk and the dripping juices made it easy. As my fingers went in, she held my cock and pushed the foreskin back. I hissed and moved back a little. She would then pull the skin again and massage it. I pulled her into me and grabbed her boob. I could feel the nipple even above her saree. I held and pulled it. She gasped and fell forward with her hands on the kitchen slab. I finger fucked her pussy. She held my cock and stroked it faster. I increased my speed and pushed my fingers deeper. I felt her pussy muscles closing around my fingers. She pushed the foreskin on my cock to the maximum extent. I screamed and pushed my fingers deeper with speed. She was standing on her toes now and stroked my cock. I pressed her boob and pushed my fingers deeper. She was almost in the air now and I could feel my balls tightening. She brought her thighs closer and “Mmmmmmmm bavaaaaaaaaaa” she screamed and jerked heavily. I felt hot liquid on my fingers and she fell on me. I lifted her up and took her to the bedroom. As I made her comfortable on the bed, she held me and kissed me again for the umpteenth time. I lay beside her gasping for breath with my cock paining. I lay there looking at her sweaty body thinking of the past. I wanted to go away but I missed how her warm pussy felt around my cock. With my lust and love for her fought each other, I wanted to feel it once again. I don’t know what would happen next but I was occupied in the present. Her perfume scent was intoxicating me. I put aside every other thought and hugged her and kissed her lips with all the love. I kissed on her neck and she started to undress. She unhooked her blouse and bra. Her boobs sprang out. She held my head and navigated it to her cleavage. I caught her boobs and squeezed them. She was pressing my head into her cleavage while I pinched her nipples. They became hard and I knew she was ready once again. She pushed me onto my back and she stood and removed her saree. She pulled her pantie and threw it away.