*COMPROMISING POSITIONS*
"Sanskaar..."
Whispered Swara as softly as she possibly could and unable help herself she added, "Tum soo rahe ho kya?"
She lay as still as possible in his arms, not wanting to awaken him if he was asleep, while feverently hopping that he was awake.
"Nahi Swara, main gehri neend mein hoon!!!" Sanskaar growled and then added "Tumne apne sapne mein kya dekha Swara? Tumhe iss bare mein kuch kehna hain kya?" His voice, so rich and full and sleep-drugged in her ear, sent a tremor through her.
"Fellatio..." said Swara, feeling the heat build even higher between her legs and her cheeks. "And cunnilingus..." she sighed, "... at the same time."
When Sanskaar did not answer of sometime Swara added "Tumne jo woh video's mere phone mein dale thae, waha mujhe uska zikr mila tha"
A shocked Sanskaar replies into her neck "Swara!!!!!!! Tumhari tabiyat toh theek hain na?".
Swara is very very curious and excited to feel embarrassed or shy. From the videos, it was clear that men like confident women in their beds. Plus they have been married in the truest sense for long enough for Sanskaar to enjoy a shy and coy wife. Now was the time to bowl her hotty husband over with a bold and wild Swara, though his Bengali Mrs.
In the same vein Swara continues "Sanskaar mujhe samajh nahi aya ki yeh combination zyada better kab hota hain? Jab tum mere upar hoge tab? ya phir hum side by side honge tab? ya main tumhare upar hogi tab? Sorry woh kya hain na, usme iss bare mein koi information nahi thi. Kuch pictures thi magar"
"Mujhe nahi pata Swara" ground out Sanskaar.
"TUMhe nahi pata Sanskaar?" Swara rolled over in Sanskaar's arms to face him looking astounded. Then she added "Nahi pata hain, theek hain, but kuch idea toh kar hi sakte hoo na tum!"
"Swara!!! Maine yeh pehle kabhi nahi kiya aur mujhe iss bare mein koi idea nahi hain."
She switched on the bed lamp. "Kya!"
Sanskaar winced as the light stabbed his eyes. "Swara" He angled his head away.
"Par par, tum isme itne ache ho, ki ki mujhe laga tumhe sab pata hoga, ki tum sab jante ho, ki yeh sab kaise karte hain" said Swara in her Rajdhani express mode. "I mean tum inte experienced ho ke"
"SWARA!"
"Kya hua Sanskaar? main toh bus tumhari tareef kar rahi thi, tum gussa kyu ho rahe ho?"
Sanskaar turned his head and said "Light band karo Swara warna main andha ho jaunga"
Swara turned and switched off the bed lamp but not before noticing that Sanskaar seemed to be blushing. Blushing! "I'm sorry," said Swara belatedly. Although why a man should be embarrassed at being told he was good at sex, Swara couldn't imagine. She pressed her cheek against his chest and buried herself deeper under the covers. "Koi nahi Sanskaar. Tum so jao. Main samajh gayi ki tumhe bahut neend aa rahi hain aur kal tumhe office bhi jaldi nikalna hain."
While what Swara said was certainly very true, but certain body parts of Sanskaar, one in particular, certainly seemed as if it wanted to do something, no lots of things and all very delicious with pleasurable endings.
"Mujhe lagta hain Swara" he said, his voice choking, "Ke tum jiss bare mein baat kar rahi hoon, woh sab karne ke liye kafi dharya, himmat, lagan and bahut sari mehnat ki zaroraat hogi. Tum toh hamesha ek seedhi-saadhi bhooli-bhaali sharmati-ghabrati nai-naveli dulhan ki tarah behave karti hoon. Tumhe lagta hain ki tum yeh sab kar paogi? Mere saath jodi jama paougi? "
Swara was feeling extremely shy and finding it awkward to speak. However, she gathered all her courage and spoke "Mr Sanskaar Maheshwari, aap shayad mere pati se nahi mile honge. Unse milte, toh woh aapko batate ki main unki Sherni yani unki Bengali Mrs. hoon. Unki Royal Bengal Tigress. So mujhme himmat bhi hain, aur lagan bhi, aur dharya bhi." Swara could actually felt him pulse against her stomach, and that triggered the pulse between her legs to flex in sympathy. 'In fact" she gasped.
But she didn't get to complete her thought. Sanskaar grabbed the back of her head and closed his fingers in her hair and held her still until his mouth found hers, and all the words that had been tumbling out of her mouth just disappeared. For the longest time, it seemed that the kiss was all that existed, this devouring ache of a kiss...
And then she reached between them and began sliding her hand up and down the length of his cock, and he ground against her until he finally broke away and gasped, "Kyu na hum pehle tum mere upar walla position try kare Swara?"
And as she slid down his body and found his heat with her lips, and as she felt the cold air hit her moist flesh when he spread open her thighs on either side of his face, and thenoh, godhe blew on her, simply blew on her, and the sensation was part tickle and part torment and all delight...
And as she reciprocated with first the moistening of her tongue against his flesh and then a soft breath of air...
And as they continued their joint torment and tease, until the sounds of lips and tongues and suction filled the darkness, coupled with choked moans and gasps of agony and pleasure...
And as Swara's mouth almost went slack when his fingers and tongueoh that talented tonguesent her over the edge, butoh, god, focus, oh, godshe pulled Sanskaar in one last deep time and with everything quaking through her, sucked until he pulsed in her mouth. Sanskaar's body jerked under her, and then his hand, trembling, tried to pries her mouth off his flesh but Swara batted it away andandhe ejaculated in her mouth. She choked, then coughed, and, overwhelmed, fell to the side, holding him snug in her hand as she listened to Sanskaar's gasps and groans as her own pleasure still pumped through her.
Suddenly she laughed, her eyes burning, but she laughed, Sanskaar was sitting up then, saying in a strangled voice, "Swara!!!!!" as he dabbed at her mouth with a corner of the sheet.
Swara pushed Sanskaar's hand away and fell back against his chest. "That was amazing... Sanskaar. Mera matlab hain ki... I mean..., Main..., main, mujhe koi idea hi nahi tha, main aiwe khawmokha darr rahi thi, ghabara rahi thi... par... tum...," Takes a deep breath and calms herself and switches on the light again. Then Swara with the expression of the cat that got its cream said "Tum bahut hi zyada tasty ho Sanskaar!"
Sanskaar groaned and blushed furiously while Swara was flashing naughty smirks at him and enjoying the role reversal and teasing of Sanskaar post coitus.
Swara lay back on Sanskaar's chest and was playing with his coarse yet fine chest hair, following its trail down his flat abs while Sanskaar was caressing the underside of her breasts.
Suddenly, Swara remembered something and lift her head up. "Ek min Sanskaar, tumhe kaise pata main sapna dekh rahi thi?"
Sanskaar pretended to not have heard Swara.
"Bolo?" she repeated. And then, horrified, she asked, "Kya kya... Sanskaar... Kya main awaze nikal rahi thi? Sapne mein baatein kar rahi thi?"
Sanskaar pulled Swara back to his chest and began nuzzling her ear. Swara arched into the delicious feeling.
"Haan Swara...Tum aawaze nikal rahi thi aur hill bhi rahi thi..."
Swara turned beetroot red in the flash of a second on hearing thi.
"Aur main tumhe smell bhi kar paa raha tha."
Swara gave a squeak of horror.
"Ghabrao mat Swara. Yeh normal hain" said Sanskaar, his hand full of her hair as he stroked it away from her neck and ran his thumb down the contour of her cheek. "Arousal ka apna distinct scent hota hain."
"Hawww" she whimpered. "Par Sanskaar..." Sanskaar put a finger on her lips and then kissed her lips thoroughly and made her forget everything else...
*The End.*
Edited by MishtyShona - 9 years ago
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