Sexual Journey Of Cheated Tamil Woman - Part 6
Hi all, thanks for your comments. I don’t want to waste your time, so I am directly moving into the story. Read and comment. The next morning, I woke up in the usual time, finished my house chores, and sent everyone for work. I checked on Rajan, he was still sleeping. It was 10 am. Me: Rajan, get up, it is already 10 am. He said nothing and was shocked on his bed. Me: What happened? Get up, freshen up and have your breakfast. You need to take tablets, right? Come. Rajan: Yes. Me: Then come. I got him to the restroom. It was outside of our home, like a bathroom with an Indian type of latrine. I helped him to brush up and wash his face. He hesitantly saw the toilet and I understood. Me: Ok, once you pee and come, I will serve food for you. After he returned – Me: All done? Sit here on the floor in the hall. Then I prepared idly and sambar that day. I fed him and gave him a tablet and water. Me: Good boy. Now, go and sleep for some time. Rajan (while I was moving towards the kitchen to clean the plates): Listen. Me: Yes, da? Rajan: One minute. Then he fell on my foot and said: Sorry, Jaya sister. I understood why he was talking like this. Me: Go and wait in the bedroom. I will come. Then I cleaned everything, closed the door, and went to my room. He was crying on my bed. Me: Hey Rajan, why are you crying like this? Rajan: Sorry, sister. Me: At this age you should be strong and bold, right? But you idiot! Rajan: Sorry for my actions last night with you. Me: Hey, why sorry? Rajan: I only did wrong to you. Me: No, I could have controlled your actions, right? It is my fault also, no worries. Rajan: No, it is only my fault. He was crying by pushing his face on pillows and I also cried and felt guilty for him. Me: Hey Rajan, see me (I rotated his face towards me. His face was red and wet because of crying). Why are you crying this much? Idiot. Hey, Rajan (he closed his face with his hand). Hey, look at me once. Hey (I sat beside him on my bed and held his face on my lap). Me: Hey see me, I told you to see me (I shouted and I wiped his face with my saree’s pallu. He hugged his hand over my hip, and felt his warmth and snoring on my navel and aroused me. Me: Why are you blaming yourself? I was also part of last night. Then you can blame me also (I kiddingly cried like covering my face with my palm). Rajan: No sister, don’t cry. Me (he took my hand): Then? Rajan: No, I only did wrong to you. Me: We both did and we enjoyed it, correct? Then, how was it wrong? Rajan: Did you enjoy my fuck? That word fuck made me aroused again. Me: Yes, what about you? Didn’t you enjoy me yesterday? Rajan: You are a goddess for people like me. You are an awesome care-giver, not only to me but to others too in this house, who have family or not. That’s why I want to say sorry for that. But while thinking about your assets, they make me mad. Me: Assets? What assets? What do you mean? (I understood what he was saying, but I was playing with him) Rajan: I can’t tell in words. Me: Then if you want to do actions with me after only you can explain to me. (I raised my eyebrows in the question sign with a smile) Tell me. Rajan: No (he blushed and hugged. His mustache poked on my navel.) Me (I pushed him): Hey, you have yet to answer my questions. Rajan: I don’t think what and all I had with you last night because I was unconscious. I did that wrong to you that time only. Me: Rajan, don’t say the word wrong again and again. Rajan: Sorry, but I sensed your assets when we were hugging. It was like a cushioned couch and I slept very well on you yesterday. Me (aroused by his words): Hmm, good. Rajan: And… Me: And what? Rajan: I sensed one more thing at that time. Me: What is that? Rajan: I felt warmth in my penis. I shook my hip and then only I understood, it was coming out of your hot vagina. I would have kept it there for some more time, but I was afraid and hugged you so tightly while my face was at your cleavage. Somehow, I slept last night. I was completely aroused and my right hand was combing his hair. We stared at each other and I locked my cherry lips with him. I lip-locked him for 2 to 3 minutes, still my right hand combing his hair and my left hand roaming on his chest and stomach. I still felt a fever on him. But his hand was searching for something over my back. Me (took my lips from his lip): Rajan, stop. Rajan: It was tasty, why are you stopping? Me: I think you still have a fever, it is not good to do it right now. Now you sleep, we will do it later, okay? Rajan: But I don’t get sleep now, I am full of hunger (he told me while looking at my boobs). Me: Hey, I understood. What do you think to do? Rajan: Yeah (he gave a naughty smile). Me: No, not today. Rajan: Why? Me: If I feed you, you can’t control yourself. Rajan: No, I can, but you? Me: I can control at some level, if you cross that, I will stop feeding you, are you ok with that? Rajan: Yeah, sure, He was eager to have it again and he was staring at my actions, while I was unhooking my saree pallu. Me: Da, what are you looking at? Do you want to drink while laying on my lap? Rajan: Yes. Me (giggling): Oh, I think you think you are a baby. Me (shouting): Hey, go to your pillow, I will be lying near you. Then I unhooked my blouse and completely removed my bra. I was adjusting the saree pallu. He saw my 2 yellowish balls with brownish areola on them. (I don’t know if men are always tempted to look at women’s boobs.) Rajan became mad. I lied down near him and guided him to my right boobs. Me: Rajan, have it slowly, both are quite full. Okay? No reply from him. I felt his mouth’s warmth on my boobs, the fever was still there. He placed my hand over my hip and roamed over my back and my butt. I simply caressed his head, hip, thighs, and back. Then I felt his dick started to hit my thighs over my saree. I enjoyed his eagerness and actions.