Testimony Of Hameeda – Part 30

Testimony Of Hameeda - Part 30
I woke up about 8pm, when I heard him coming back home. I quickly washed myself, dressed and went to see him. There he was, with two lunch packets in hand, I guess. I blamed him, with a fake anger, after knowing what he had done. -imad, are they our dinner?- -yup- -did I not tell you not to spend too much on me?- -this is nothing…- He kept his bag and the food on the table. Squeezing my cheek, he said, -…no matter how much I spend on you, it is not too much. You always repay me in your immense beauty- I smiled at his lovely words. He kissed my lips once and said, -it is 8pm already. We gotta have dinner and go to sleep now. I guess Omar is coming back tomorrow. You need to prepare yourself- -oh I know your prepare yourself part…eh!- -oh yeah…- He looked into my eyes, taking me in his arms. -…we shall have a fun night if want. What do you say?- -hell, I love to!- He smiled and happily said, -that is my girl! So, let us have dinner 1st, then go to sleep and then…you know what!” I was adapted to some different traditions living with imad. One of them was wearing a shirt and a denim pants for night, rather than a usual female night dress. Imad is larger than I am so his shirts are bigger than necessary for me, actually. Anyway, it was a good feeling to have dinner with him. He was squeezing my left hand with his, rubbing it with his thumb. I just loved it so I let him. We finished dinner, threw the packets and as soon as then, he cuddled me from behind and started kissing my neck. I said, -imad…just wait till we reach the bedroom- He smiled and left me. I followed him to the bedroom. It was a cold night so we were having some sort of trouble in provoking each other but we needed it anyway. Once we were there, he fell on the bed, embracing me from behind. His hands were below my breast. My hands were holding his forearms. -hameeda- -mm?- -it is a cold night and…i am having trouble turning myself on- I turned towards him and said, -then lemme help you- I turned him upwards, got on him, removed his shirt and then mine, and started rubbing his skin with my palms, asking him, -you do the same. This will work- He did as i said. He quickly started squeezing my boobs, which made me feel his cock erecting inside. I was smiling at him passionately. He was looking at me like astonished. -wow…never knew you could do this. Your beauty is making me go mad!- I just smiled and kept up. After a while, he said, -it is so uncomfortable to keep this inside any longer- Then he opened his pants and took out his cock. I laid there on his legs and took it in my mouth. As I was stroking it in my mouth, he was moaning. -ah yeah baby…that feels good…no teeth please- What did he just say? It was the 1st time he said so. What made him doubt that much about me? I kept stroking and after a while, he was holding my head and moving it up and down. After a while, I left it getting fit against my lips, which meant that it has sized well enough. I took it outside and said, -now it is large enough, I guess, imad- He smiled at me and looked at his cock. I carefully slid on him and kissed his lips for a while. Then, he slowly took me below him, and started kissing me, starting from my lips. Yup, starting from my lips. He was no longer able to resist. He repeated kissing me to neck, and then, down to cleavage, where he massaged my boobs over my bra. -there you are, imad. Good boy- After a while, he slowly pulled up my bra and my boobs almost jumped out of there. He looked at them and said, -oh no, look at their beauty…how can any man resist these- His words made me hornier. He started eating my right boob, while his right hand was on my left one, and his left hand was rubbing my neck, shoulder, and waist as well. He was sucking it lightly and biting it gently. I was moaning anyway so that I could provoke him better. The way he was eating my boob was crazy yet pretty enjoyable as well, especially when he bit it between his lips and pulled up till it went off. As he was holding them with his lips against his teeth, it never hurt me. But I had started to feel wet inside my pussy. I was moaning. -keep sucking…ah!- After a while, he altered to the other side and ate my left boob as well. This is something every sexually fit woman loves to have in their lives. Why do most men not understand this? I do not know. After that, he played with my both boobs at the same time, pressing his face against them and licking my cleavage. He massaged my boobs and pressed and pulled rubbed them against his face. I was so aroused. After a while, he came back to my mouth, kissed me a few times and moved to my pussy, pulling down my lower body garments and making me completely naked. Then, he started eating and fingering my pussy, alternatively. He was not going as fast as he usually does. It seemed even more enjoyable when he goes like that. After sometime, I felt my pussy wet enough. He said, -hameeda, ready for our new position?- I nodded my head. He said, -this is known as the mountain climber, or the pushup position. We can have great eye to eye contact and also, this keeps my weight off of you- That seemed like pretty enjoyable. His weight whether on or off me, it is completely fine with me. Would still be better off me, though. -you lay upwards, make your thighs perpendicular to the earth and keep your legs off of the earth…that is it- I did as he said. He came above me but not on me, with his hands perpendicular to earth and against the bed on both sides of my head and his legs were on the bed. He was completely off of me except his erected cock, touching my pussy. I looked at his abs. His abs are not usually visible to outside but this time, probably because his stomach is forced, they were so visible that I could touch the curves. -wow…great abs- -thanks. This is a position for men like me…eh! Here we go!- He started fucking me, moving up and down.

I decided to press his chest upwards as a support to him. But he was heavy. He was really heavy. I do not know if my support was helpful to him after all. But he said, -thank you hameeda, that helps me a lot- I smiled at him as he kept fucking. He was pacing up anyway, no matter how hard this position seemed to him. I was moaning. After a while, he got off of me. As I was silently and surprised looking at him, he said, -your turn. I do nit think it is good to have so many sex positions like we did recently, but 5 must be okay- -hmm…lazy man?- He sat on the bed, ready for it. I sat on his cock and started riding him slower than usual. Actually it seemed more romantic when we go slower, but not too slow either. My hands were on his shoulders, his hands were on my hip and we were having very close eye contact, sometimes exchanging kisses as well. -oh, this is good…shall we always have sex like this…i mean, not too fast sex?- -deal- He agreed as I was riding him. After a while, I felt like my legs are tired, so I stood off and sat away from him. He said, -the pretzel- I loved pretzel. As we positioned, he groped my right boob with his left hand for a while and started fucking me. He also was not going as fast as he did earlier. I was enjoying a lot but I had no reason to scream. -oh yeah baby…- I did not ask him to fuck me faster or harder. He was already going hard and fast enough for me. After a while, he got out. I said, -face off- -oh you love face off, right?- He said as he happily positioned himself. I held his shoulders, sat on his cock and started riding him. My hands were around his neck and his hands were on my hip, and he sometimes massaged my buttocks or my boobs, or we exchanged kisses. I was looking at his eyes, and they were lovingly. -this is the best time of my life, hameeda, you are superb- I smiled at him. I knew this was our last position for today but as we had fucked for longer than this, neither of us came. But as I started to feel tired, I fell off. I was breathing heavily. He said, -huh…i am not feeling satisfied, honestly…what about you?- -same here…what do you say, shall we fuck for some more time?- -well…let us not go too fast, then…okay, g-whiz- While we were fucking in the g-whiz, I was holding his neck with my legs, this time. He said, -well…but do not squeezed it, okay?- I smiled and put my right hand on his head. He was going fast but not too fast. I was wet inside of me but I was not gonna come that soon. After a while, he stopped and got out. I sat, saying, -pole position- As I was riding him in the pole position, he was massaging my buttocks or rubbing my back. After a while, he pulled me down to his body. I asked, -imad, how can I ride you like this?- -I am still inside you. Try it. You can do it- I tried to move my hip up and down. Yup, I could ride him in that way as well. After a while, I stood up as my buttock was tired of riding him. He said, -let us add some changed to positions each time we ride the original position. Deal?- I agreed. That sounded good. It was the 6th position for this session. He said, -time for doggy style- As I was on my fours, knees and palms, he held my hip and entered me from behind. He was groping or patting my buttocks all the time. After a while, he laid on me, and as I turned my face towards him, we exchanged some kisses, he held my shoulders and started fucking me again. This time, some of his weight was on me so I had to use more strength to keep him like that. After a while, he laid completely on me, groped my boobs for a while, kissed my back a few times and still groping my boobs, started fucking me. This time, he felt even heavier. As my hands were getting tired, I put down my elbows and gave my weight against them. He did not seem bothered. He just kept fucking me. -hameeda…how are you feeling?- -oh…this is great, imad…ah!…mmh!- We were no longer fucking in the doggy style. This was a position that neither of us knew in name. After a while, he changed again. This time, while I was still in my present position, he pulled my legs somewhat apart, went below me between them, came face to face, held my hip with his hands and started fucking me from below. I was moaning, and smiling at him. He smiled back. After a while, he got out of me and said, -okay, your turn- -I guess…reverse cowgirl- We positioned ourselves and I started riding him as he was laying. He was palming my hip and waist, and groping and patting my buttock. I felt like I was gonna come. I said, -imad, I am gonna come- -okay, then come- He responded. After some more time riding him, I came on him. My legs were so tired of the long session and I was in no mood to take him in any longer. I fell off him and on the mattress. He knelt and pulled me to prepare me for another position. I raised my right hand and said, -imad, stop! I cannot take you in any longer. I feel too tired- He did not seem surprised. He smiled, palmed my hair and said, -this is because your legs are still not fit enough for this kinda sessions. One exercise session does not make that much difference. Well…if you come to the gym tomorrow, we can exercise- -Omar is coming back tomorrow- -he will let you. I know him. He will- He winked at me. I smiled and laid on the bed. After a while, I closed my eyes…