A city Romance

Chapter Thirteen : Morning Blows (July)

July 7th, Saturday 1.00 pm. 

Morning Blows

By Udhaiyah Priya

Raya (Girlfriend P.O.V)

“What..”

“ how come”

“ why… “

Still sleepy yet mumbling in my sleep, when I woke up, I found the Blanket was not on me. You took the Blanket all for yourself, annoyed I seat up. One thing about me, I hate being cold. I peeked my eyes open. Try to get rid of the sleep, trying to figure out what the hell happened. 

It was still dark, the view outside of our window was a deep glowing blue, than again It’s raining outside. With the aircon inside, no wonder it’s that cold.  I glare at you, you were asleep, blanket nicely tucked on you. Which I don’t understand how it happened. How come. We share a large blanket together, I suppose to be tucked in it too, I’m confused, it must be subconsciously in your sleep you have pulled the blanket on you. 

Hmmm,

I tried pulling the blanket from you, you didn’t even flinch. You faced away from me. 

“ Arun… Babe, Arun honey… I'm cold...” I tried. shaking you. Yet you were deep asleep, there was nothing I could do, to pull the blanket back for me. I'm not the person who wants to tug you hard and force you to awake. You were deep asleep too. 

“ Haiyooo… I'm cold,... too cold ” I whined. I closed my eyes again and sank into my pillow, no point. Trying to go back to sleep.

I felt your hand on  my waist going it’s way to my breast. It was still dark. Your hand was so warm as you do this. You spooned me. Your hand gently groped my  breast and started milking me as if I'm a cow and you eased your way over to my other breast, doing the same thing.

 What the heck ?

For a while , I lay there wondering if I am imagining stuffs right now, or am I In a dream. I was confused. Too confused. You were just asleep just now. I tried to turn around, yet hold me in place and  spooned me in a position where I couldn’t really turn. I felt your warm chest at the back of me, which felt nice. You continued stroking my breasts, until my n*****s are hard and painfully erected to the cold and when your fingers flicks, making it more worse. 

“ Arun…” I whined . you just responded by kissing below my ear. 

 Your hand went down to my legs now, parting my  legs slowly reaching to my knickers. I’m just wearing a large Scooby Doo T-shirt and a comfortable knicker, it was very loose and comfy, You pulled my knickers to the side and gingerly your fingers touched my warm p***y, parting my p***y lips stroking my c**t. 

“ Arun…” I wined. 

 “How is it that you are already wet?” You asked cockily. It only made me shy. Beetroot red. 

“ I… I…” You turned me over now. Placing yourself on top of me. My sleep all gone. The sun is gently rising, and it is not that dark as before. Your eyes were on me now, trying to find an answer to your question. 

“ I Don’t know…. “ I answered feeling shy. 

“ I think you know…. say it Raya, say why is your p***y already wet, explain it to me… “ you asked huskily, looking at my face for answer. God I feel like a slut now. I felt really uncomfortable to your questions. Your finger kept stroking my c**t. Which made me to bite my bottom lips. 

My hands trailing to your boxer now, and found your c**k, I grabbed your c**k, which made you to hiss at me , unexpected.Damn right. I smirked. What you think only you can tease me.

“ I’ll explain, if you explain to me first, Why is your  boy so hard ?....” I asked smirking. Feeling your giant erection. I grabbed harder now smirking. 

“ Sssss, Naughty girl Raya, Very naughty girl…  “ You hiss finding my lips kissing me hard. Before pushing my hands away from you, getting on your knees now.  your morning shaggy hair, Damn. 

“ That’s different, I’m a men, we wake up like this every day….” You explained going all Ape, Men are from Mars Women are from Venus world again. King Kong. I only managed to rolled my eyes to that. You jerk. 

You pulled off my knickers now. I acted like a rag doll, making you do all the work yourself. It’s too early in the morning. I’m not a morning person, You know that, yet can’t help but to feel horny now.

“ It’s you, you did this, the blanket suddenly cold, I needed heat…. You” I glared, figuring out. It's all a set up. You couldn’t help yourself but to laugh at my reaction. You know I’m not a morning person, why Arun. 

“ Of course it’s me.. who else… you expecting the neighbour…” Cocky you. you were on top of me again, kissing my neck, blowing on the process, your hands tightly around me. I couldn’t help but to laugh. You are tickling me with your lips. 

You spread my thighs and spat your saliva on my p***y. Fingering me with your saliva on the mix. Your  rubbed the head of your c**k and pushed against my p***y hard. 

In one hard jerk , your c**k was in me, you groan like you are receiving an Ayurveda massage as you enter in me deep. I wrapped my legs around you moaning and gasping, with the sweet pleasure and pain. You lifted my Scooby Doo shirt up and was now stuck behind my neck. My breasts were free for your eyes. Your mouth on my hard n*****s, gently biting them, scrapping them and you pushed you c**k  in deep. For a while you just held there deep. 

“ Good Morning Baby…” You told looking at me. I couldn’t help but to laugh of the way you smirked. 

“ Bad Morning …” I shared. You laughed

" Awww baby still angry..." You said and kissed my lips, your tongue in me, battling with my tongue. You gently started moving until you took speed and began to move faster now. My body is no more cold, yet was sweating with heat right now.  

We groaned and writhed. I placed my face on your face, feeling your beard scratching my soft face on the process.  I can smell your masculine scent as I do this. Which only made me lost in you. 

You plunder into me one last time, I  c*m now. You kissed my lips and remove yourself from me. My body in-between both of your knees. Your c**k was still hard as you pumped your c**k and spill your seed on my stomach and breasts. Holding your c**k steadily as your c*m poured on my body. 

I was gasping now, out of breath. Too tired to move. You went to the washroom, came back with a wet towel that smelled of shampoo. And wiped my body clean, paying extra attention my breast. Throwing the towel away, I take the Scooby Doo shirt all the way off me now. You laid down, spooning me. Covering the blanket on the both of us. 

I was deep asleep when I woke up, I saw you not beside me. The time right now was 11.30 am. It’s Saturday. Looking at my phone. I received two texts. One from you , One from my sister, Roja. 

Of course I will read My sister’s Roja’s text first. 

Before marriage 

Boyfriend : I have been waiting for this day

Girlfriend : Do you want me to leave ?

Boyfriend : No

Girlfriend : Do you love me ?

Boyfriend : Of course

Girlfriend : Will u ever Cheat on me?

Boyfriend : Never in my life

Girlfriend : Would u keep kissing me?

Boyfriend : Every chance I get

Girlfriend : Will u hit me?

Boyfriend : Are you crazy?

Girlfriend : Can I trust You ?

Boyfriend : Yes

Girlfriend : Sweet Heart.

After Marriage , Read from bottom to top.

“ OK”  And I did. It was so funny.

“ That is why I’m not married yet” I joked, and send her a laughing emoji. Good stuff. 

Then I opened your text. 

“ Gone to Gym… Will be around 2.pm,… “ You said. I smiled. Sending you a thumbs up emoji. Normally you’ll head to gym on Saturday Morning. However today we were pre-occupied. I know You’ll be spending longer time there. 

I woke up late as well. Perfect timing for me to get ready. I still smell of s*x. I took a nice hot shower and started my day. 

Alright, Food Panda time.

What do we both like to eat. It’s Saturday, Biryani sounds nice. So Lamb Biryani or Chicken Biryani. 

You know what Lets go for Prawn Biryani. I also ordered some stir vegetables, Paneer masala, Mutton curry , two large Mango lassie and for dessert Glob Jamun. Yes, going all Indian all the way today. It came on time. 

My grandma once told me, if you find joy in eating, you'll always be blessed by delicious food. Just reminds me of how grateful we are with this delicious food. 

It was 1.30 pm now, I already did some chores at home. Washed and dried all the clothes, placing it neatly in the closet. Clean our mattress with new sheets. Watered the flower plants at the terrace. Feed my koi fish. Swept and Mopped the floor. Cleaned the Poja room. I even plucked the flowers from our terrace and placed it at the Poja room. 

Everything was nice. I took a quick bath, the second time too. Wearing a loose gown, did some prayers in the pooka room and I placed myself at the sofa, waiting for your arrival.  

Then it haunts me, the words I texted to Roja, this morning. 

“Good Thing I’m not married yet” I texted Roja this morning, yet living with you in sin. Though everyone respects me as an adult, my parents never questioned me. Still. It bugs me. Really bad. 

I came from two different Families. My mother Malakai is from a well to do Telugu family. My late grandfather Sathashivayam Reddy was an estate manager at Sungai Petani. He had eight children, My mother was the seventh child. She had five brothers and two sister. Her older brothers we’re overly protective of her at the same time they were brought up in a very traditional household. None of my mother’s brothers drinks alcohol or smoke, except for my grandfather. Funny right. That’s how typical they were brought up. My mother was an arranged marriage to my father, since they never allowed her to even talk to a men aside from her brothers. My uncles.  

My father Deva Rajan on the other hand, is different than my mother. His family is very liberal from the Penang Island. He is also Tamil. My late grandfather was a Doctor. Funny, most of my father’s  siblings gotten pregnant first before even consider to even get married. I’m serious, My uncles who are my father brothers gotten their wives’ pregnant first before getting married. My Aunt, my father’s sister got pregnant first before she gotten married, and my other aunt who is also my Father’s sister lived with her boyfriend for ten years before they decided to tie the knot. Too liberal. They are too modernised. 

They say opposite attracts, Well it’s true when I look at my parents. My mother was so cultural, My father was working for the Americans since he was 19. Yet they fall in love after their arrangement and they are the reason why I believe in love. 

Both from very different household. Yet we followed our mother side. One of the reasons is because we are more closer to our mother side. My father is practically my mother’s older brother’s best friend. So the bond was more closer to them. 

I always thought being like my mom, giving my virginity to my husband, or having kids at certain age or my first kiss will be my last kiss with the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. Yes, allot of stuff. I just wanted to be like her. 

But It didn’t work out for me. I ended up being exactly like my father’s side in the end. 

You are not my first Kiss. You know that, I told you the story before. Yet you are my 1st love. That I can promise you. And to come to think of it, I did given myself to my 1st love just really wish you would be my last too.

But I am not going to tell this to you this, Oh no, That would be a mistake. It would place me being venerable. And I don’t want that. 

As I was thumbing on my thoughts, The front door opened I can hear your keys. You were back, looking fresh and all. I smiled walking to you giving you a kiss. 

“ What’s for lunch…” You asked. I smiled. 

“ Biryani…” I told, which only made you to grin like a Cheesier cat from Alice in the wonderland. It’s your favourite of course. You love food. 

I served you food, before seating beside you and taking for myself. You kissed my cheeks. 

“ Did you cooked…” You asked. Yes most times I lie but I have to make it believable too. Stay save Surayaghandi. 

“ No, Food Panda, No time today, was busy with house chores” I told. You nodded smiling, yet enjoyed the meal. Yes most of the time I have lied that I had cooked, but you have to lie smart. There is no way I can prepare all of this in this limit amount of time too. 

After lunch, both of us were in our room. You were doing something at your computer. Work I assume. 

While I laid down on my stomach reading an e-book. Something I like doing, on the weekends.  Until again sleep  took over me. I felt shuffling which made me to wake up to find you tucking me in a blanket. How sweet.

“ Thank you darling…” I said , you kissed my forehead and you were back to work. 

That evening we ate the leftover Biryani that we had that afternoon. You watched porn and at times you make me joined you. Like tonight. 

“ Raya, come, I want to show you something “ Porn is more of your desire than mine. But whatever porn you were watching hate to admit, it was kind of hot. To be honest for me, Porn is weird. 

There are some women who is very liberal and watch porn and all. still, for some women it’s a bit unpleasing and unattractive. I heard of stories that guys who does not really find their women being watch porn before having s*x with them. So those stories made it depressing, if I paid a lot of thought into it. 

Unless if you made me to join you to watch a good romantic one, It can go good too. When I was young I don’t watch porn. One of the reasons is because I can get very horny and that much more I want to have s*x with guys. I do try masturbate but I didn’t know how to get my relive, not until I met you. You know that. All I do is rub myself hard, I didn’t know how to work on my c**t or finger in my p***y. You sort of thought me how. Made my inner goddess to come out. 

As what you shared from the Dr. Linda Williams article. There are three genres which is different compared to rest. The Melodrama genre, Porn genre and Horror genre. Either of this genre of movies, one will tense up, our body will give some sort of reaction and our body pressure will rise though knowing it’s all fake. 

For an example, Horror genre movies makes you fear, THE Melodramatic genre movies makes you cry and the Porn genre movies makes you horny. Given to the stimulations, your body would act accordingly and can’t help but to give a physical response. 

So there you have it. The Linda Williams theories, Today you decided to watch an old fashioned porn movie. Something about Dr.Frankenstin. '' League of Frankenstein" started by Mia Markova. Weird s**t. I also know you watch porn alone, you have all those porn collection in that handphone of yours,   I’m not actually cool with it. 

I mean like you have me, what more do you want. Why do you need to watch strangers f*****g each other up and now make me join with you watching too. I’m not okay Arun, but I also know it’s something I’m not goanna waste my time arguing about ,  In the end I do not want to start a fight for a stupid movie where  people f*****g their brains out with each other. I have more important matters to worry about than fighting with you with porn. Like am I going to be married to you. Will there be wedding bells for me. How long does this long-term relationship work. How come I'm so badly in love with you. Of course i'm not gonna ask you this , unless you are drunk.

When you make me watch porn with you, I do act cool, like it’s not a big deal. I’m cool, just a stupid porn right. But I’m not. I remember one night, when you went out to bar with your friends, you were drunk when you reached home. Sometimes you tend to spill the beans when you are drunk.

I like seating at the balcony, there are two lazy chairs there. I bought for us both. Sometimes we like to sleep at the lazy chairs watching the moon and stars and talk for hours until sunrise. My favourite place of the house, filled with flower plants, a fountain, with two koi fish and everything. Just perfect for us.

I was waiting for you seating there, with my laptop, strawberry milkshake, a blanket, watching the moon and the city lights. I was waiting for your return. You did came around 1 am and joined me  seating on the other lazy chair asking what the hell I’m doing up so late and that I should be in bed by now. You were super drunk. You normally sleep at the living room, for some reason when you are super drunk. Unless you can’t help yourself, like in the hotel , during your friends engagement. 

Out of the blue I asked. 

“ Will you ever marry me… “

“ Not sure, you are different…. You are dangerous… and different… you scare me sometimes, But you belong to me, only me, no other man but me “ you answered goofily, which only gave me hope. I started dating in a very late age of my life. I was never confident of myself,. Then I met you, I wanted you. I wanted you so bad. I can’t explain why!. But you told me that you are not looking for anything serious. I was devastated and didn't look back. We were not in the same shoes you see.

Than something changed your mind. You told you needed me. You needed me to be your girlfriend badly. Long term for now. Long term you told. I compromised. In a way it was also for my selfish reasons too. I was twenty nine, and I needed a change my relationship status fast. Thinking when I reach thirty it’s like becoming a nun. I didn’t want that. I wanted to explore the romantic side of me. What I can give as a women.  You came in. You did changed my world, don’t get me mistaken.

Because of my parents I believe in love; Because of you I know what love is. 

There was also this other time when you were drunk. I asked “ what you like about porn and whether after watching it, do you think of me, or perhaps any other women, in your office or your past girlfriends or anyone ideally”  really wanted to know the truth. 

You explained there is a  biologically difference between you and me. Something I will not understand. You we're right I didn't. You told that Porn is just a sub cautious world to you. an entertainment. 

“ Then why Make me watch certain porn along” I asked, confused. 

To that. I was sort of knocked for six, on your answer. You told you were trying to build up my libido because you find I could not keep up with you. You were trying to make me do some actions too, instead of you doing it all the time. 

“ To educate you, of course, once in a while It would be nice if you initiated s*x instead of me all the time “ you told.

 I  felt weak and to be honest scared. Was I to lose you. I sounded so uninteresting and boring somehow. I love you really, I do. I guess that’s the biological difference that you were talking about. Between a women and a men. There are many types of women, yet I felt you were stuck with me. 

In personality vice, I am an over doer. I can be the best girlfriend. I do not question unnecessarily, I clean, I cook. I lie. Just to make you happy. I’m good with your family. I am good with your friends. I compromise, what more do you want.

I agree I was not good with s*x first but over time you got to admit practise does makes perfect. I am also the kind of person, If I want to happened I’ll make sure It happens. For example having you as my boyfriend. So I took your words as challenge ever since that day. You probably don’t even remember what you told when you were drunk. But it’s good that you did. 

This way I knew I was starting to become boring to you.

No point complaining about it. I started reading blogs more, being creative and all. I start to make the move 1st. Time to show my inner s*x goddess to you. I pretended myself as an Apsara. I started to explore more with you, to understand more of you too. There has to be equality when it comes to s*x or romance. 

I changed myself for you, I wanted to be your w***e and slut on bed. 

That’s why if you introduced me to Paint s*x, I  introduced you to food s*x, although it didn’t really came out as I planned. Your fault, admit the fact, but you didn’t know and I know if you did you would had not insert peppermint flavour ice-cream in my p***y. Well now you know what flavour it was. 

One of my biggest fear is loosing you. That day with that stupid Kalai, of course I will be holding a grudge between both Kalai and that dark girl, I forgot her name. That stupid Kalai, I was more sad thinking you will be breaking up with me anytime soon for her. Then you explained to me she is a lesbian, a bisexual something and she is actually partnered with that dark friend of hers. And than all of you had fun that day, was not only you. Which only reminds me of my best friend Nisha. 

One of my best friends is Lesbian. Her name is Nisha, a tall beauty, short hair, very slim, light coloured eyes, pale skin. A tattoo girl, owns a pet shop. She has twelve dogs, five cats, three large parrots, like the cocatoo and the Macau's , a few rabbits and two sugar gliders in her huge landed property house. Huge animal lover. I've been there, stayed overnight and stuff. She is always fun to be around. Nisha is like my sister. 

 Any guy would look at her and curses for her being a lesbian. she can practically make a straight girl lesbian. She is that hot, and fun too. Currently she is In a relationship with a pharmacist, who owns a pharmacy nearby to her pet shop, named Prema. Both of them has been living together for the past seven years now. 

Nisha had explained to me once, In terms of the LGBT, community. You can trust a gay guy or a lesbian or even a trans. But never trust a Bi-s****l guy or a women, they are only in for the fun. I didn't really mind of her words then, now I do. I have to be careful . Bitches like Kalai can switch anytime they want and steal your man. so gotta be really careful. I'm not categorising all bisexual folks are bad, I just don't like Kalai's type. Don't be dumb Surayaghandi. Don't be dumb.

Arun ( Boyfriend P.O.V)

I was watching porn, inviting you to watch too. In a way I am educating you, I know. But it’s for us. It’s for your own good too. In a way it does. Though its sort f cute watch you watching porn. It only turns me on another level. 

“ Came here, seat on my lap..” I told placing you on my lap. I pretended like watching the show, when the real show was actually you. You placed your hair into a bun which only made you look that much sexy. 

“ Raya did you take your pills…” I asked about the birth control pills. 

“ hmm…” You nodded, your eyes still on the porn. Like you are avoiding to look at me, how cute. 

I sniffed your neck, the cocoa butter smell on you. Yum. My hands running up your thighs, you were just wearing a black floral caftan that has a zipper in front.  I was ready to take you. You look at me and turned blushing, You know my look, you know it too well. I Felt like a Tyrant for sure, seeing you squirm a bit under my hold. By now my hands were rubbing every part of your body.

I made you get up and pulled you to the bedroom. I kissed you like I had not kissed you in a while. A long, deep, high-school kisses. I carried you bridal style as I placed you on the bed. It didn’t take me too long to pull that zipper in front of you down, you were not wearing a bra. Perfect. I started my way kissing your collarbone, reaching to your breasts. 

I trailed my fingers to your caftan and pulled it up,  I felt your knickers and slid my finger in you and slide my finger inside your p***y now, yet I was looking deep in your eyes, your reaction, you tense when I do this.  your every reaction just gives me another jolt. It only turned me on. I kissed your lips hard, again taste like f*****g strawberries. Now two of my fingers are in you. Couldn’t help but to  smirk by your reaction. You are getting wet, which is good. 

You trust upon every action I make, even if it is anal, something I know you still is not a favour off, is actually truly intoxicating. You always  submit to me fully on whatever ways I want to do with you. That trust. That trust you have in me. I always feel like you belong to me somehow. Something I had never felt for any other girl I’ve been with.

“ Let’s get this off you…” I Told irritated taking of the f*****g caftan away from my sight. I gently turn you to your back again, pulled you to the edge of the bed. Admiring you, I took of your panties too. Kissing your long leg on the process as I did. I entered you slowly. Feeling you deep. After watching porn, I’m already too lusted to have you, yet you’re the girl I want to f**k. I was imagining you all along when I was watching.

I obligingly lifted your body, me being still in you, which automatically made you to wrap your legs around me.

 I f****d you standing up. Guiding you to the wall. You hold the wall at the back of you as I f****d you hard, holding your ass. Kissing and sucking your boobs. f**k you feel so good. 

I went back to the bed still in you and took a pillow placing it below you as I set you on the pillow and pushed myself deeper in you. I practically caged you with my arms. You were in the centre of both of my arms and f**k  you to the hilt, My balls slamming on  your ass on the process. 

You moan whimpering gasping as I kissed you hard and f****d you that much harder. You never scream, that’s something about you. I tried making you scream, even now, yet you don’t, there is aloud moan yes, groan, yes, even whimper yes, but no scream. I f*****g want you to scream and beg me to f**k you harder.

“ God.. Arun…” you told gasping, kissing me hard, it’s like you muscle your own screm by kissing me hard. Your tongue playing with my tongue in my mouth.

Just to tease you and make you scream for my touch. I pulled out of you, spreading your legs, I looked at your glistering p***y, you looked confused as if why did I stopped. My fingers were gently swirling around the inside of you and I started flicking on your c**t teasingly, not too much pressure, just enough to make you loose your mind. Your hand turned into a knuckle placing it in your mouth., 

“ Oh my god, Arun…. Please…. Please...Fuck me…” You screamed which only made me smirk at you, exactly the reaction I was looking for. I pushed my c**k in you hard again straight to the hilt, which made you to scream again, f*****g you hard twice and a gentle strokes a couple of more time. I rubbed your c**t in one of my hand and your left n****e on my other. 

Driving you to the edge You came, didn’t take me long for me to c*m too deep inside of you. Cumming in you is the real deal. The pleasure is that much more. Rolling myself off you, I laid down on the bed, pulling you beside me. It didn’t take us long to sleep.