ROMANCING MY HUSBAND (ENGLISH VERSION)

"Navid!" I moaned my husband's name when he suddenly inserted his two fingers into my womanhood.

I wanted to touch him. I wanted to run my fingers over his chest and his back. I wanted to cling to him as he slids his fingers in and out of my femininity, but I held myself back. That's because I know he won't like that.

And so I raised my two hands and held on to the headboard tightly instead. His fingers, which were indiscriminately going in and out of my womanhood, went faster and harder. And god, I felt like I was going to drown because of the overwhelming sensation each movement of his fingers gave me.

Painful but delicious. That's how I felt. It hurt, but it was the kind of pain I was craving for. This was the kind of pain I wanted to continue tasting.

Sweat ran all over my body. There's an air conditioner in our room, but it was still not cold enough to dissipate the heat that my body was feeling. The air conditioner was not cold enough to kill the desire in my body. The fire of desire within me is so strong that even I can't stop it. In fact, I just wanted more. I want more of my husband.

From two fingers, it became three fingers going in and out of my womanhood, causing me to gasp. Navid twirled his fingers inside my pussy as if he were trying to widen my hole. And I don't want to complain about it because I know that what will enter me next is much bigger and longer than his three fingers.

My back and my ass heaved as he moved his fingers in and out of my womanhood and caressed my sore cunt.

I moaned loudly when Navid flicked my clitoral area.

I looked at my husband's face. Our eyes met, but I couldn't name the emotion playing in his eyes.

Anger? Lust? I don't know.

From the headboard of the bed, my one hand moved to the pillow and held on to it tightly. I never took my eyes off my husband. I stared deep into his eyes while biting my bottom lip.

"Navid..." But I couldn't finish what I wanted to say when he suddenly grabbed both of my jaws with one of his hands. He gripped my jaws tightly, causing me to groan. I know he's going to leave me bruised again.

But I felt no fear. If that's because I'm used to the way he uses my body or if it's because of the intense desire I feel that I don't care about anything else he wants to do to me, I don't know.

He stared intently at my face. His jaws tightened. He also tightened his grip on my jaws as if he wanted to crush my face. My breathing was also quickening, along with the rapid movement of his fingers. I couldn't move my thighs or my feet on my own. I was already kicking or pressing my toes against the bed. The sensation he was giving me was too much.

As he held my jaw, he gave my lips a punishing kiss. He bit my lower lip hard until it bled, and I could taste my own blood. After biting my lower lip, he started sucking it, which made me lose my mind.

But I wouldn't let him take over. I fought to kiss him, and he seemed to like it. He urged me to open my mouth, and I did it without a second thought. And as I opened my mouth, he quickly inserted his tongue inside my mouth and searched for my tongue. And when he found it, he urged my tongue to play with his, and again, I did it without a second thought.

I groaned in disapproval when he withdrew his fingers from my wet cave. I want more. My pussy was clenching, asking for more. I know I sounded like a whore, but that's what I really want. I want his cock to be inside me right here, right now. Especially when I can feel his manhood pressing against my left thigh. It was throbbing, and it was getting bigger and bigger as I sucked his tongue that was still inside my mouth. I can even feel the veins of his cock, and it tingles my pussy even more.

He bit my lower lip again in a very harsh way, and it made me moan louder before he released my lips.

When our lips parted, we both gasped for breath. We stared deeply into each other's eyes. His whole face was flushed, and his jaws were tense.

My hands gripped the headboard of the bed and the pillow even tighter so that I could stop myself from caressing his cheek, or else this would be over.

My parted thighs were further apart as he settled himself on the center of them. One of his hands firmly held one of my thighs. I felt how his fingers dug into my flesh.

His other hand caressed my womanhood. He even touched some of my pubic hair and pulled it a little, which made me gasp.

He touched my clit. He rubbed it, and I felt like my whole body was electrified. The sensation he created by rubbing my clit is making me crazy.

After rubbing my clit with his finger, he used his manhood. He rubbed not only my clit, but my whole slit. And every time the head of his manhood hits my clitoris, he presses it, giving me mind-blowing pleasure.

"Navid, please," I begged. What he was doing to me was pure torture.

I couldn't take it anymore.

He still didn't take his eyes off me, and I wanted to do the same thing, but I couldn't stop closing my eyes as he slowly inserted the head of his manhood into the hole of my wet womanhood. My mouth dropped as I felt how my womanhood stretched.

It wasn't our first time having sex, but I still wasn't used to his size and length.

I looked up with my eyes closed and my mouth hanging open. My hand, which was holding the pillow, went back to clinging to the headboard of the bed. He pushed his cock inside of me, and when half of his fat and long manhood entered me, he quickly withdrew it until it went out of me.

Disappointed, I opened my eyes. Because I was looking up, I once again met Navid's gaze, which was now burning with desire.

The loud and fast beating of my heart was very clear in my hearing. My body is also very sensitive, especially my femininity. If Navid reinserted his masculinity into me, I knew I would reach orgasm. "Please, Navid..." I paused as I breathed deeply. "Please, please, please fuck me already," I begged again.