Short Story: Sweet Sensations Part-2

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He would count the moles on my skin and keep the number of my birthmarks on the check. He does that every time. He would kiss the mole on my neck and on my left breast. I used to not allow him to do so.!

To be comfortable in our own skin takes time. And for me, I was not the jar full of confidence. So it took time for me to let myself be seen. To enjoy the touch without having this fear lingering in the back of my mind if I will be judged for how my body looks. To let him touch and to have the lights still on.!

Initially, I would turn off the lights. Every single time. Until one day he caught me red-handed. He figured out why I was doing it or else he wouldn’t mind if lights were on or not. Because he knows places to go.! He was a skilled man. But that day he turned things around. I was all comfy with him. From then to now.! Things change with time right.? For good.!

I gasped as he let the bra fall down through my arms and kept it safely on the backseat. It was hard for me to reach out and get it. He kept it on the further corner near the door. I was half-naked for his view. And his eyes wandered over my bare skin. From my lips to my neck down to my cleavage and to my breasts. I saw him gulp down the lust trying to control himself.

I didn’t try to cover my nude body from his intense stare. I would have..but that was a long time ago. Five years changes a lot of things. It can make us go wild with emotions for each other. And when that happens…I think there is no place for insecurities. Because I want him as much as he wants me. I let him see me and his hands found their way back to my breasts.

I felt my breasts being softly massaged. His fingers over my areola gently tracing the outline of my nips, giving them a pinch so softly making sure not to hurt me. I closed my eyes leaning back on the steering wheel again. He lowered his head down to the level of my chest and took one of my nips in his mouth, feeling the delicate skin with his tongue. His tongue flicked around my nipples for some time before giving it a gentle bite. His free hand fondled my other breast making another moan escape from my mouth.

This isn’t the first time we are ending up making out in his car. There was a time when we were driving back from the mall after getting a handful of food to keep us warm in December. Anand keeps watching me every now and then. Stealing a few looks from me as well. He would just look over and give a smile or would wink at me. I was very bad at winking back though…I would try to wink and end up making weird faces seeing which he always leaned over and kissed my cheek. It was nice. To come and meet him.

But fights bring out a whole new face from inside of us. And Anand is someone you shouldn’t be messing with if he is in a bad mood. But I do. To have attention. He will shout out loud and I will take it and act hurt. I will curl up on his couch waiting for him to pamper me. He will be more around afterward…snuggling close, cuddling in my arms, and apologizing. Yap..! Things I do for love huh..!! I’m crazy for him.

I was still breathing hard, gaining myself back from the previous explosion. My muscles were still contracting. The pleasure was still pulsating in me. I could feel my back getting sweaty. Not bothering me, losing it slowly over his touch he kept sucking and nibbling on my nips continuously. I gasped once more breathless and pushed him back to the seat. I took a deep breath in before smashing my lips to his. But his hands still rested on my boobs. Pressing, and fondling them. I tried to pull his hands away from my chest, away from my breasts not able to take it anymore but he held my hands behind my back in a firm hold instead and deepened the kiss.

“We should get going,” I murmured in between the steaming make-out session.

“No one is around. Just be quiet.”

He said, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me close. My entire body was pressed against his and I could feel his bulge right over my pussy. I slowly moved my hips in circles causing him to breathe hard. I know what to do.!

“You like that babe?”

I asked as he broke away from the kiss and leaned his head back on the seat.

“Uhmmmm…..yeah…!!..”

He said as he started breathing faster than before. I moved myself, setting a rhythm making sure I was touching him in all the right places. I gently made my hands down to his pants outlining his length. He was getting hard. I adjusted myself moving back a bit and unzipped his pants.

He suddenly reacted holding my hand back saying…

“Let’s get us a room. This is dangerous..”

Oh… really…? Happy realization darling.!

“Not fair now…and it’s too late for that…”

I said and seeing his hold was weak for my hands to slip away, I unzipped his pants and glided my hand in. I could feel him some more and my small hands went in easily. I went on rubbing his length and stroked him slowly. He was getting harder against my touch. I placed multiple wet kisses on his lips leaning on him completely. My boobs pressed against his chest and my hands inside his pants. My damp hair was leaving raindrops on his face in between my kisses. Although we were both drenched in rain, the temperature was rising. I could feel the heat radiating off of our skin.

I unbuttoned his pants making them loose for my hands to go in. My one hand was behind his head-scratching the back of his neck while I laid down on him with my other hand stroking his length. I went in further down and I could feel him jerk with pleasure. I moved my hands all the way down to his balls till his head making sure he was getting harder. I drew back my hand and continued to move my hips on him. I rubbed myself over his erection and he did the same with his hips. We were dry humping in the car getting waves of pleasure rushing through our veins.

No matter what, our meetups are always flavourful. For the deadlines we meet in our companies, it’s a huge relief. But sometimes when I think of it, I feel like if there is any future to this at all.? Is this all about the steamy make-outs, amazing sex, and hookups we manage to pull off amidst our busy lives. We are dating. And there is a commitment part clearly prevailing in between us as well. But is that all.? I know it’s on me because he had it sorted out already in his family. I’m the one left behind. Maybe I should try. But I always console myself saying we got more time. But life is unpredictable. There’s no point in waiting for things to fall in place. If it’s right and if we are happy we should just set things in motion. And as for now, I was setting the pace right.

“Uhm….. Go faster..”

I heard him say breathlessly. I loved making him all black and blue from top to bottom. His muscles tense and eyes shut close with pleasure. I would tease him at times wearing nice lingerie under my see-through shirt and walk around in his apartment like it was the most normal thing to do. I mean no bad intentions at all.!! He would be doing some work on his laptop and I would divert his focus. I was a pro in causing distractions. When I know he is about to close his laptop and come for me I would take out a proper top and wear it covering myself which will come off in no time. I love the little games we play.

I helped him remove his pants and pulled them down till his thighs, giving me more space to move his underwear. I pulled it down as well and looked at his length. I slowly leaned myself down, taking his sensitive head in my mouth. I sucked over his raw spots and let my tongue linger around the delicate area for some time. I applied a little pressure over the small depression on his tips with my tongue and I heard him moan. I knew he wanted more. I sucked his tips and did it again letting my tongue lick his length afterward. I continued to stroke him more, rubbing his tips with my fingers rigorously. He let out another soft moan and I saw his chest heaving up and down indicating he was getting close. My lips found their way to his neck leaving one more love bite for the night. I took a hold of his balls and massaged them gently while still stroking him faster than before. I kept massaging him and playing with his tips. He pulled up his underwear not wanting to make things messy in the car or on our dress and asked me to continue. He was on the edge. I stroked him over the fabric some more. Moving my fingers in circles roughly around his tips making the fabric of his underwear provide comfortable friction. I stroked him faster and faster and in the meantime, I felt him ejaculate into his trunks.

“Fuck…….!!!.!!!”

I heard him swear out loud as pleasure took over him and his head fell back completely onto the seat. I hugged him resting my body on top of his chest and kissed his neck.

“What about getting hitched.?”

I blurted out all of a sudden.

“Yeah but later.!”

He said laughing and wrapped his arms around me.