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Life is Now Beautiful

By: rankersaxxo



"Hello."

"Hey, Guess me."

"I don't know but I know." My words tried to bring out my confusion in the most justifiable manner. 

She laughed. I shied.

"Hey, I am Anita."

The name rang in my ears for sometime. Blood froze for a minute or so and I felt I was lifeless. Yes, love is always dangerous. I had heard of this adage. It was time to feel it.

Anita was my cousin who studied with me during our graduation. She was the hottest bod in the college. She was too bubbly and restless to be tied to a single class or any field. She was into everything yet she was loads of fun. Obviously, many eyeballs grabbed her lanky frame. Many had envisaged her in the most compromising position. 

"Ohhh, So nice to talk to you. What's up?"

"Need a quick confirmation. How costly is Florida?"

I didn't get her. Yes, I was in Florida but why was she asking?

"Why?"

"See, I got confirmations from University of Florida and from University of Arizona. Need to figure out."

"Figure out what?"

"Figure out which option is good and inexpensive."

I didn't know what was happening but her indecision just rolled her hands around my body and I felt destiny was playing some kind of strange trick on me. I wanted her to be in Florida but at the same time I didn't want to look needy.

"If you come to Florida and find some one to stay with, it would be cheap."

I don't know why I said so because that same condition was applicable to Arizona also. I don't know why but subconsciously I wanted her to head towards Florida.

She remained silent for some time.

"Hmmm." she shied. 

I knew she was getting into my restlessness. So I tried to thwart her doubt before she could change her mind.

"See, if you find someone in Florida then come. Or else head for Arizona as it is a better univ."

I sighed in relief. 

"Hmmm." That's all she said again.

We hardly talked much after this. She said she would call me to inform me of her decision. I cursed myself for being so naïve. I almost kicked my car in frustration. Yes, it is hard to be a man. Testosterone defines much of our characteristics. 

To put an end to the happy ordeal I was in, I went out of office long before my office time and went on a long drive. 

"Enough." I almost shouted to myself. I was still starry eyed. I was cursing myself for being so childlike when my phone rang and it was 'Anita calling.'

"Stop felling like an idiot." I warned myself before picking the call. Still I could bet that she was aware of my anxiety.

"I think I should come to Florida. I will find some jobs in sometime." Her voice was faltering in between. 

I inferred that she was saying to me "I will stay with you for sometime till I get a job." My soul was jumping inside. Still I waited for her to say me directly.

"What you suggest?" She finally asked.

"Suggest what?" I feigned.

"Is it fine if I stay with you for a few days?"

I agreed reluctantly so that she didn't get a clue of my utter happiness. 

Finally the day came. 

"Hey, I am in the avenue. Which way is your room number 834?"

"What? You have reached here? You didn't say me when your flight landed?"

"Stop all that. Where is your room?" she thundered. 

"Hey Anita!" I waved my hands from the balcony. She saw me. She didn't wave as she was angry with me for not coming down to pick her.

I understood.

I ran downstairs to pick her suit cases and to welcome her. By the time I met her, she was waiting at the aisle. 

"Hey Anita, SORRY SORRY."

She didn't respond. She just hit me with her suit case puller. She didn't say anything. As many people were there, I didn't hug also. 

We took the lift to my floor. She was silent all through. I had nothing but to look at her from her rears.

She was stunningly beautiful. She was never been very fair. She was always dusky and slim. She was an athlete in college level. So I could smell her aroma coming through flimsy top. Did I forget to say that she is 5'7''. She was always an Indian version to the perfect JLo. From hind too. 

I went on counting 1 to 100 to keep my blood upstairs. 

Finally we both were standing in front of my room. I opened the door and went inside. I didn't ask her to come in. 

She waited outside. 

"Hey come." I asked. 

With a face, she entered into. As soon as she stepped into, rose petals got showered on her from ceiling. I was preparing this when she had called me. She got the inkling of my absence at the lane.

"So nice of you." She said with a tear in her eyes. I didn't know why? I never understood why flowers and dresses along with chocolates make a girl so so emotional.

"My pleasure!" I said and gave her a hug which she was desperately waiting for. From her looks I could infer at least.

"Coffee or juice?" I asked her. 

She nodded for coffee. I went into the kitchen and she opened her suitcase.

By the time I came to her with two cups of coffee, she was standing with a gift packet. 

"For you." she said with teary eyes. 

I almost blushed but retained myself through the surprise.

"Hey I don't wear your inner." I said to her surprise. She looked at my hand. To her embarrassment, the clip of her bra had stuck to the gift wrappers. 

"I am so sorry." She said as she took it away. I grinned.

"So you are now a big girl. No more our Manchester United." I quipped. 

That day was one of the most memorable for me for it was special. It was honest. It was different.

We dined together and watched movies all through the night. Her university was not going to open within two weeks time and she was there to acclimatize herself. So we didn't think twice for the night out.

This way we stayed together for three days. Finally the Friday came.

"So what's the plan?"

"Hey let's get drunk. What you say?" Anita suggested me a very crude idea. It was like stepping into a 'no return zone.' Drinks, a forbidden idea and a sexy lady don't invoke best of platonic thoughts. I knew it. I knew I was stepping into something after which I would have issues in facing my conscience. 

"Let's watch 'How I met your mother' on TV." I suggested and took her inside without waiting for her answer. 

"Let's booze please." She sounded determined to drink. I somehow tried to dissuade her but she was on kind of a trip that evening. She then went to the fridge and picked up a 'Jack Daniels.'

She slowly trudged into the room I was in. The TV was on and I was watching cricket. 

"Cheers!" she said as she handed me a glass of JD. She held the bottle close to her chest. Through the glass bottle I saw her twins. She was obviously aroused with the prospects at hand.

"CHEERS!" I said and gulped all in one go. Yes, I was restless.

She went on drinking. Mouthful of sparkling water dripped down making her irresistible. I was swallowing lumps of my own saliva. I was drying up with her wetting scene. 

Slowly she became almost see through. Except for her bra, her skin show was blatantly glaring. I was counting 1 to 1000 but of no use today. I scanned her through.

Her naval was visible. It was sparkling in wetness. I looked up and found her eyes closed. She was still clamped to the bottle.

"Enough Anita. Stop." 

But she was not listening. Then she did stop but by that time, the bottle was completely empty.

She came and fell over me. She was unconscious when I picked up by her shoulders.

"Are you there?" I shouted.

She didn't answer.

I placed my head over her chest and tried to listen to her heart beats. She was ALIVE.

'Thank god' I exclaimed. 

I took her to the bed put a glass of water on her. Still she was sleeping. She was sweating profusely though. 

So I removed her top and her jeans. I knew I was doing gross injustice to myself by being allowing myself to see her skin especially when I was completely smitten and beaten by her body. Even at the face of a stark reality, my manhood scanned her thoroughly. I saw the gateway to heaven and she was completely wet. It was visible through the maroon panty she was wearing.

I didn't know what, but I had the urge to remove the panty. So, gathering my spilled courage, I slowly removed her panty. 

'WOW!' my soul almost jumped out of excitement. I removed her bra too. There she was, lying completely naked. It was hard on my part to refrain myself to content myself without any indulgence. But I didn't want to rush. So I waited.

I saw her hole oozing out her feminine juice. Her clit was almost throbbing much like the stick between my legs. It was getting too difficult to tame the tethered animal in me which was trying to cut loose. 

I looked at her. Her red nail polish was inviting. Her sinewy muscular yet thin legs were flip flapping tantalizing me of the most beautiful thing in the world: an inviting cunt.

I punched my hard member. "Not to hurry up." That was all that my mind could send a signal to me. I didn't want to force myself over her. I wanted her to start the proceedings. At least send a signal of her approval. I was man enough to control myself though it was one of the most testing times. So in a way to allow her to decide, I removed my clothes and slept next to her. 

Our completely nude sweating bodies were brushing against one another. She was on fire it seemed. Some unknown thoughts were stirring the red ember deep inside her. But all through this, she played dead. Her eyes were closed. So I had no option but to take my cock near her cunt and lightly flirt around. I placed it between her legs and as close to her hole as possible. 

She didn't make a single moan even. Yet her wetness increased that signaled me the obvious: she was awake.

Still I didn't try to force into. I didn't want to burglar. I didn't want to rape. 

Time went on and I was still fiddling around till a point where she couldn't take this flirting any more. She slowly woke up with a yawn. It was my turn to play dead. But my honest member didn't know acting. 

Though my eyes were closed, I could see her amazement at the sight of my cock. My playing dead didn't do any justice as she knew of my flirting.

She held my cock in her hands and lightly squeezed it. The girth was too much for her even. I am very generously endowed with a powerful cock which can goggle search the G point of any sort of woman with its sensitivity and length. She was no exception to my cock.

From the shivering of her hands I realized that she was in no mood to lose any moment to foreplay. She wanted action and she wanted it badly. So she straddled herself on me and put the tip of my cock at the gate. She almost squirted as a flow of her juices put a lotion coat around my cock. Now it was a position of no return for both of us.

I had sex once before by then. It was with Anita's room mate in college. Though she was not that sexy and good looking, she was my girlfriend for some days. It was my plan to be close to Anita. But the taste of flesh had been a distant memory and I wanted sex badly. With Anita, it was like once in a blue moon opportunity.

Neither did she want any signs of weaknesses from her side. Putting shame and guilt aside, she went down sliding my cock deep into her passage. That was it. All over. The conscience was no more there. It was time of a life time. I was not going to miss a single moment of it.

I opened my lusty eyes to see the lioness in full rage. She looked needy and was sex starved. Her wet hair was on her face which she put it on her side violently. Knowing that I was no more asleep, she rode me slowly and gradually. In between our eyes met.

I held her love handle and in one stroke of moment, I put her down on floor and was over her. She loved it.

Putting her on the floor, I bent to reach her shoulders. I held her shoulders to keep her in one place. In the mean time, she parted her legs to give me a greater access. Everything was happening without a word being said. She knew exactly what I wanted. I knew of her demands and requests.

I started pumping her slowly but soon I caught a rhythm with which she was very happy. She was now squalling and screaming at the top of her voice. 

"Yes, ohh noooo.... Yes no my god." 

I didn't understand a bit of her pleasure for the responses were weird. A YES followed by a No and then God. I didn't get any of it. But from the facial gestures and from the fluid dynamics, I was sure all were affirmative statements and responses.

I went on pounding her with vigor and ruthlessness. She was for it. I was really amazed to see the strength of a woman. She was strong no doubt. But I was 90 kg of raw flesh. My gym training had made me very powerful and strong. Besides that cock which was just unstoppable. Yet, she was for it and wanted more.

"Harder baby. Harder. Hit harder. HIT HIT HIT HIT." She went on shouting. I am no less than 8 inch of rod and yet she was begging for more. It made me hornier.

I went on pounding her as if there were no tomorrow. But before I could lose all, she asked me to stop.

"Stop stop stop." I somehow stopped.

She removed my cock out of her pussy and quickly squirted a glass of her liquid. The jet was forceful and intense. As she squirted, her knees shivered and she felt electrocuted. 

"Aawwwwwwww." she went on moaning for some time and then suddenly fell with a thud on the floor.

I knew she was vulnerable at that point. So without losing a single moment, I entered into her again and started pounding. She was too weak to ask me to stop. I too didn't allow her to catch her breathe. 

My poundings did the trick. She had her second orgasm. It was too powerful for her to bear. She raved her nails on my stomach and finally dug them into my back. I was bleeding. I knew from the pain. But pain and pressure has its own charm during sex. So before she could come back to her normalcy from the second orgasm, I started pounding her again.

She was like losing her every ounce of energy that evening. But I was unfinished. That evening I had the chance to prove her that no one could satisfy her ever in life as I could. And girls love satisfaction. They always want someone who can satisfy them. It is not an art. It is their need. So I didn't want to lose a single mark on this act.

"Boy, how much energy you have?" She asked me while I went on pumping her violently.

I knew I didn't need to answer it. My act was my testament of my energy and strength. So I kept quite. But I knew I was going to last for a few seconds. 

"Give the protein this time otherwise I will die of tiredness." She almost begged. I acknowledged by nodding at her.

"I am goinggggggg..." that was all I could say as I impaled. She too was getting ready for the third one. So I tried hard to be in sync with each other. 

"Harder harder harder." She went on shouting. I was holding my breaths to linger my act. I desperately wanted to cum together. 

The ploy worked. As I went on sucking her tits, she too went on pushing herself over my cock. She was desperate and hungry even after two high crescendo orgasms. I was patting my own back for the achievements. 

"Harder harder." She was almost unstoppable. Soon she held my thighs with her hands and tried to pull me towards her to go deeper. I too knew that would be my last act for the night. So I wanted a grand exit. So I stopped to adjust myself for the last climax.

"Why did you stop?" She asked immediately.

Without thinking much, I ramified her legs and pounded without thinking anything. It was too fast and too furious. My hip was moving so fast that her screams were all throughout. 

"Anitaaaaaaa." I was on the verge of releasing. Her body too was contracting and her vagina walls were squeezing the passage. Yes, she was going to have her third.

"Annniiiiiiitttttttttttaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa." 

That was what I said as I unloaded my seeds into her. I could feel the jets going out of me. She twisted around my cock to absorb as much as possible. 

My knees were too weak to carry me. I fell on her and without our knowledge, we slept over each other. 

By the time I came up with two cups of coffee, she was awake. Wrapped in the bed-sheet, she smiled at me shyly. I smiled at her. 

"How are you?" I asked as I gave her the cup of coffee.

"Too tired. God, you are the man. Who lasts for almost 2 hours?" She was appreciating my strength and my stamina. Her appreciations knocked at my boxers and my cock was stiff in no time. 

"No no. Not again. I need a two days break to be able to walk." She said looking at my raised member. 

"It is so nice that you came along. I love..." I was about to say when she put her fingers on my face. 

"Don't say it. I know."

She held the cock and shagged it for some time before putting it in her wet mouth. 

"Awww awww awww awww." She went on babbling as I went to and fro into her mouth. 

"Anitaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa." I cried out as my cum sprouted into her mouth. By the time I gained myself, I saw her looking at me from the corner of her eyes. 

I winked before my body collapsed before her. 

She blushed.