Hey guys, this is the second chapter of my 'Hijabi Housewife's First Affair' story. I hope you enjoy!
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The following morning I got up early, leaving Alex on bed. I took a quick obligatory shower that muslims have to take after sex, tidied up my appearance, applied little perfume and walked into the kitchen to make us breakfast. I made eggs with paratha (a flat fried bread) with a cup of tea for th morning boost. I took it to my bedroom for Alex who had gotten up and was taking a shower. I finished setting everything on the table when he got out and started walking towards the table. "It smells wonderful," Alex stated sitting down infront of me. We finished the rest of our breakfast in silence.
Once done, we washed our hands, Alex got dressed to go to work and took the dished in the kitchen. It was then that I felt his strong hands on me once more. He whispered rather softly in my ear, "I always have something sweet after my breakfast, " then nibbled on my ear while lifting me up from behind and taking me to the dinning table. Slapping my ass cheek he bent me over it, while sitting down behind me. My heart started to race as he took my pants off and started kissing my naked thighs. Meanwhile, his hands roaming my body freely. He kissed, bit and licked all over my legs and slapped my ass lightly when I would be expecting it the least.
Suffice to say, he had me quite wet without even touching my pussy. Alex grabbed both of my ass cheeks in his huge, strong hands parting them forceful before moving in and kissing just below my love lips, surprising me. He was denying me pleasure, when i tried to push back, he kept me there. I could feel his lips, his tongue just below my opening. I had never felt this before, Amir never kissed me there. I groaned out of frustration as my pussy started to drip and ache for his warm, slippery tongue. It felt good where it was but I wanted it on me.
Hearing me groan, he finally move in and licked my pussy lips from the back to the front, to my clit. "God! that feels so good," I let out sinking into the table. My toes starting to curl as he ate me out, his tongue moving over on lip and the other but never on my clit. This was driving me crazy and before I could say anything, he got up.
"I'm running late Selma, I've to get to work. We will carry on in the evening." he said walking out. I couldn't believe he left me hanging, I was so very horny. I could not take my mind off of sex and how good that cock would feel. Waiting for him to come back felt like days. It was to hard. I tried watching TV, doing chores but non of those activities made time go by as I would have hoped. I just could not do anything.
Finally, it was time Alex came back, I went to take his bag and jacket. He, however, had other plans. Grabbing me by my waist, he picked me up to kiss me, and I gladly obliged. My legs and arms wrapping around him subconsciously. He brought two finger down and felt me through the fabric. His tongue exploring my mouth.
Carrying me he walked into the bedroom stopping at the foot of the bed. He stripped my shirt off of me following it up by removing my pants. Then he turned me away from himself and bent me over the edge of the bed. I heard the sound of his pants unzipping. Before long, his big cock was pressing against my tight wet opening, yet he did not slide it in. Instead he started running it between my pussy lips, and slapping it on my clit in between that. With each hit on my clit, his cock was getting wetter and wetter, covered in my wetness.