MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY – PART – 22

MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY
PART – 22
FANTASTIC FUCKING

This was the time when my boy friend Ramesh (now my loving husband) was in final year and I was in my second year of college. I remember this act as one of the finest and memorable fuck in my life because, as you will read below, we both did it like we were doing it first time. We were not doing that purposely but all went automatically in such a fantastic way that made this fuck memorable for both of us. So…… Read…..

I fought my way through the crowded hallway on my way out from my classroom. It was after the last class of the day and I was bucking the mass exodus of students on their way out of the building, I was heading for the road with the freedom of another weekend. My boyfriend Ramesh (now my husband) was waiting for me down stairs. We both went up to bus stand together and boarded the bus to way back to our home. We were talking slowly and lovely in the bus which made both of us hot. We rubbed our hot bodies against each others because it was not possible for us to do more than that in a bus. He pushed his palm on my palm and we were in need of each other’s body. I slowly asked him to come to my home in the evening for study. Not actually for study but we needed to do our wish under cover of study.

I got down from the bus near my house and he went to his home which was two stops away from mine.

I went to my home jogging through the practically deserted hallway to my room on first floor. My father was sitting in the office which is on the ground floor of our house and my mother seems to be taking rest in her bedroom next to mine.

I stepped into my room and locked the door.

I kept my bag on the desk. I loosened buttons of my top and sat down at my desk, digging out the Friday question papers and looking them as I waited for my boy friend to arrive.

I looked myself in the mirror behind the chair, a very pretty girl, a late bloomer who is quickly turning into a lovely young woman, a tall, slim girl. I smiled for myself that how beautiful I am. My body is hard and fit from games like softball and field hockey and also due to my time spent daily morning for yoga.

My lush, teardrop shaped breasts that bounce freely under my shirt or t shirt whenever I keep them free from a bra, capped with long, thick nipples. My waist is tiny and my hips are delightfully slim, which help to emphasize my tight ass and my strong and shapely legs.
I went to the bathroom and checked another door opening in to my parent’s bedroom. The door was locked from outside of the bathroom and inside of my parent’s room. I locked the bathroom inside so that no one can come in from my parent’s bedroom. I have taken out my cloths and was standing under the shower. I was enjoying my shower and also enjoying my hands moving all over my sexy body. I have pumped my own boobs with my hands and rubbed/massaged my pussy. Water was running over my already wet pussy. For a moment, I thought for giving a fingers treatment to my pussy but I dropped this idea because I wanted to enjoy real sex with my boyfriend and I wanted myself to be hot till my boy friend arrives and gives me a real fuck pleasure. I have finished my bath and came out of bathroom wiping out my sexy body by a soft towel.

I came down wearing a t-shirt without wearing bra inside, and skirt with panty inside, as it was already evening. My mother and father were waiting for me on the table for evening tea. I have joined them for a tea and have informed them that my friend Ramesh would be coming to guide me on some of my class notes.

I saw my boyfriend standing on the door of my house, his bag slung over her shoulder. I looked up and said, “Come on Ramesh and have a seat. My parents knew him and they too welcomed him with a smile. He wished good evening to my parents and glided into the room, took a seat and my mom have offered him a cup of tea. He dropped his bag beside it as he slid gracefully into the chair.
As I sat quietly waiting for him to finish the tea, I was subliminally aware of his eyes on me, checking me out.
He is a handsome boy, twenty one years old that time and quite fit, thanks to the three times a week visits to the gym. He is a six feet tall, with a barrel chest and a slim waist, well muscled but not pumped up like the weight lifters that hang out at the gym.
We all finished tea and my parents went out as per their program saying that they would be going for some shopping and would return at dinner time. It was a clear indication that we have two / three hours in our hands to make our evening memorable. Otherwise I was made a program behind closed doors of my room where no one disturbs me while studying alone or with any of my friend. Being alone at home made both of us happy for our free and fearless sex game.

I finished up my tea and then looked at him.

“All right, dear, what’s on your mind?”
He sat up straight and said, “I have a date with you.”
“OK,” I said. “And?”
“It’s the time for action” he said.
“Oh? Oh! Yes, of course.”
“Let us play our favorite game”
He dropped this little bombshell without batting an eye and I felt his cock lurch in his pants.
“I too think so,” I said.
“I guess you are worried about getting pregnant,” he said shortly.
“That’s not the problem. I have the pills and I am sure that you must be having some condoms too” I said smiling and looking at him with sexy eyes.
“Well,” he said, looking me in the eyes, “Yeah, than it is not a problem”

We were home alone in my house, on the coffee table.

I have locked the main door and I glanced at the clock. It was six o’clock in the evening on a Friday. He said. “Julee, this is a nice place.”

My brain was happy to see him and I knew that his cock was overjoyed.

We walked into the living room, we sat down on the couch and he looked at me.

“Where do you want to start, my cock is standing up and begging you.”

I was on his lap, her arms wound around my neck as we kissed with lips locking. I was panting like a little steam engine, my breasts in his palms and was caressed, finding my swollen nipples easily through the crop top t shirt that I was wearing without bra.

Our kiss broke and my head fell back as he let his lips wander down the side of my neck and up the imposing slope of my breast. I squealed and then moaned as he found and lightly chewed my erect nipple through my t-shirt.

And then I was moving off of his lap and straddled his legs and bent down, kissing him again and moaning into his mouth when his hands landed on my fabulous ass. He felt the cheeks of my butt, marveling at how they fit into his hands so perfectly and at the springy musculature of them.