Exhausted, I collapsed on the bed next to her. Our sweaty, naked bodies touching each other. She put her head on my chest just like Meera does now and asked ‘will my husband be that good?’. ‘You can always come back in case he is not’ I replied, and squeezed her breast.
We got up after a while. In the all-consuming passion of our lustful afternoon, we forgot that she still had to perform the chores because my mother would get to know if she did not. She freshened up in the bathroom, washing the cum off her, got dressed and went about doing her work as if nothing had happened. Before she left the house, we shared another passionate kiss.
We could only make love twice before she got married. Mohini always insisted I play a porn video while we fucked, and she tried to copy the positions. She quit working after her marriage and soon after, I went off to college as well.
By the time I finished the story, Meera’s mouth was around my cock. She did this thing where she licked the tip of my cock with her tongue while her lips sucked the shaft. Narrating the story had anyway turned me on, so it didn’t take a long time for me to cum straight in her mouth. She swallowed the whole load and then moved up to straddle me. She then pushed her mouth towards my ears and whispered ‘Fuck me like you fucked Mohini’…
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