MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY – PART – 38

MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY
PART – 38
IT IS FUCK TIME AGAIN

I was in my home town Goa for two months after my pregnancy was confirmed by my lady gynecologist. I was having nonstop fuck with my husband as usual after my pregnancy. But when I was not feeling well for few days and I went for my regular checkup. I told about my uneasiness to the doctor. The lady gynecologist has asked me about the size of my husband’s cock and shown me some different sized artificial cocks. I have selected and shown the cock which was of size of my husband’s cock. She smiled and said that I am so lucky to have such a good cock owner husband. Then she told me to be away from practical fucking for two months as my husband is having a long and thick cock which may create some complications with my pregnancy. I was very upset and sad to hear that but what to do. Doctor’s instructions are to be followed strictly. She told me for a checkup after two months before having any fucking from my husband.

We, me and my husband have discussed the matter in detail at our home and after consultation with my parents and his parents, it was decided that I should be living in my home town Goa for two months. It was a very sad and disappointing action but we decided that we both cannot be kept away from fuck for a long time if we live together under one roof.

I was in Goa for two months. I stayed at my parent’s house for few days and at my in law’s house for few days.

Days were coming and going. And finally, after two months, the doctors told me that now I can have sex without any problem. My husband was planning to come to stay few days with his parents and I will be going with him back to Delhi once again.

The days appeared to be too long and too boring for me and the nights were too tormenting, as I wish always to be in the arms of my wonderful loving and fucker husband, remembering my breasts fondled and crushed by his powerful hands, and my love-hole filled by stiffness of his love tool. Even though, I masturbated frequently and regularly, sometimes three to four times a day.

On the other hand, my husband’s condition had been no better. It was true that during the day, he kept himself busy in his work at office but, whenever he was free, I knew that my face and appearance began to burn in his heart. On every occasion, he must have felt a bulge in his brief. I knew, in the night, his condition had been even worse and he could have not sleep properly as the memory of our lovemaking and fucking always haunted him.

Every night, I wait for the telephone to ring. At about 11.30 every night, he used to telephone me and we both used to have phone sex. We used to masturbate while talking sexy and dirty over phone.

My health and condition was improving. We were away from fucking for nearly two months. Away from fucking for such a long time was the first time in my life since I started fucking in my young age with my uncle.

I was doing fingering in my thirsty pussy to satisfy myself in Goa and my husband was jerking his cock in Delhi, daily in the night and may be during the day too.

I went for the check up along with my mother in law. The doctor told me that now it is safe to have sex till seventh or eighth month of my pregnancy. I was too happy to hear this and have conveyed this good news immediately to my husband. He took a week’s leave from his office and told me that he will be coming.

Finally, the day arrived.

My husband arrived in after noon and I was waiting for the night to have a wonderful fuck with him after two long months.

I was ready for a fantastic fuck once again and as we both, me and my husband loves whenever I wear any dress without wearing bra and panty, this time too. I was not wearing bra and panty under my dress.

After the dinner, my husband entered in the bedroom and we hugged each other and our lips meet each other’s lips. When the kiss was broken, he directly ran his both hand over to cup my luscious and blooming boobs. A Loud “AHHHHHHhhhhhhh” escaped from both the throat. Two erect nipples began to announce their presence in spite of the cover of the thin material of my top without bra under it and a good amount of juices began to flow from my panty-less pussy.

He removed his hands from my breasts only to pull the top upward and, with a rough jerk; he removed it off my lush body with the help of my uplifted hands. The naked beauty of those rising and falling breasts made him wild and he forgot everything in front of him except the two beautiful round and butter-soft mounds.

He began to cup my wonderful boobs and then began to rub them. Soon his rubbing turned into rough kneading. I too was having immense pleasure for such wild treatment to my most sensible points of arousal. I became wetter and wetter between my thighs so much so that I felt my love-juices began to trickle down my thighs from my pussy.

He quickly lost all control of himself. He placed me on the writing table near us. Then he lowered himself and began to lick my boobs like a hungry child with the flat of his tongue.

My hand went to his waist line and then to the buttons of his jeans. I quickly undid the buttons and pulled the zip down, and held his hard, hot and erect dick, his love tool, his fuck machine in my right hand over his briefs. Then I pulled the waistband of his brief and took hold of his long and thick hot rod.

Feeling the petal soft touch of my delicate young hand, he could not control himself any longer. Consequently, he heaped my skirt around my waist and reached for the panty to tear it open.