I have already penned about how Latha, my cook and I came together, merging into and as one in a Nashik Hotel. I now continue this to describe what happened later on that night. After we finished our dinner, eating out of the same plate, we went out for a walk on the Mumbai Nashik road. Traffic was sparse now and we walked with our hands around each other, and often stopping to kiss one another deep into our mouths, sucking away each others tongues to glory. On the way, I bought a few ‘gajara’ to decorate her hair. She wanted me to place it in her head later. When we slowly walked back to our hotel and as we went into our room, neither of us could keep our hands off each other, and we were tearing away our clothes, stripped to the bare skin in minutes. I took out the gajjara and as I placed it around her hair, I dropped my hands and held her two breasts and gently started squeezing her nipples, without wanting to give her pain. She placed her head on my shoulder, and drew my head towards her. My cock was in its full glory and was rubbing against her thighs.
“Udhar aana” she said pointing towards the bed. What more did I want! I carried her in my arms and laid her gently on the cot, and kneeling on the carpet, I encircled my arms around her and started kissing her breasts, and then took her nipples within my teeth, and went on teasing it. Slowly my other hand went down her stomach and as I reached her thighs, I was surprised to find she had crossed it. “Abhi humko garma karna. Badme hum peher kolegi” she said. It was a challenge to my manhood. And with that I start4ed working on her with my hands and mouth, not leaving even an inch of her luscious female body. I was wet kissing her all over, placing hundreds of moist kisses on her neck, her mouth, her face, her arms, licked her under arms, lapping up her lovely sweat and enjoying the smell that emanates from them, turned her over, and started kissed her all over her shoulders, slowly went down and kissed all over her ass, traveling down her legs and reaching her silver anklets. She was heaving like a ship on a rough sea. I was no less excited, so much so that I felt pain in my cock. I turned her over, and repeated my act, now from her toes and slowly went up, finally reaching her thighs. She had still kept it crossed, though her hissing and moaning had increased, and while holding me tight in her embrace, was calling me Pyaare, Raja, Hero, and Dada. Keeping my wet lips between her thighs, I started planting kisses in the cleavage, at the same time, twirling her nipples, with a slight pressure.
Slowly I lifted my face and went back to her mouth and stated kissing her deep in her mouth, sucking away her tongue, encouraging her to do the same to me. After a few minutes, I broke off, and looking into her eyes, asked her, Abhibi nahin bathane wale kya? With half closed kajal filled eyes, she drew me down to breasts and said Chooso meri deva. Aapke liye bahut dukhrahahai. Aao. And as I started sucking her with vigor, she could no longer hold herself, and in a flash she spread her thighs bringing up her lovely, golden colored and moist cunt into view. As I went down, she caught hold of me and said Abhi aap lehet jao. Hum aapko moo me leynewale and saying this, she took my throbbing rod deep into her lovely moist mouth and starting sucking it with vigor. I had no intention of coming in her mouth. For me I yearned to be in her and wanted to drench her with my fluids. Meri Devi. Bus karo. Abhi aapke andar aana chatha hoon and I disengaged myself and planted myself between her thighs. But before then, I had to tats her. And so dipped my tongue in her vagina and thrust it deep, twisting it all inside her, licking the warm saline liquid that she was discharging.
She was pressing my head between her thighs. Aur jor se. Aur dabao. Chodo math and once again I my tongue was flush with a fresh discharge of her fluids, which I lapped away. I slowly shifted up and started sucking her clitoris. Aajao meri raja. Humko rulayiye math. Humko chodho meri raja. Aapke intazaar me hain meri chooth. Aayiye meri deva she said. And I complied most willingly. And with long, deep and slow thrusts I fucked her right into her, rewarded with scratches and kisses all over, and when finally I burst into her, she had swung her legs around me, clasping me tight, and put her breast in my mouth, and with each spurt she too jerked, contracting her vagina around my shaft. I was breathless, and rested my face in the valley between her luscious breasts. After some time, I slowly lifted my face and looked at her, and with a smile she planted a wet kiss on my lips and said, Patil ka booth nikalgayen. Abhi hum aake hain. Next morning, I took her to Triambakeshwar, made her do the ceremony for Patil, and on the way, we stopped at a jewelers shop and I bought a mangalsutra, which I tied to her in a nearby temple. Our sex life is even now full of passion, vigor and with complete love for each other.