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*??EPISODE ?25?*
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From U.S Bah ❤ ✌?
NEXT DAY:
“Oh my God! This island is so
beautiful, Xavi.” Stella said
jumping around.
I chuckled and hu-gging her I
said,”It’s yours and it’s even named
after you.” I gave her the papers
stating that this island belongs to
her.
“Thank you so much, Xavi.’’
cu-pping her face I said,” My
plea-sure. It’s my wedding gift for
you baby girl.’’ saying this I ki-ssed
her.
Then I got another folder from my
bag and handed it to her saying,”
Your new job.’’
She looked confused and asked,”
But I already have a job.’’
I replied,” I bought a software
company and as you know I don’t
know anything about software and
games… so you are the new CEO of
the company. Like all the business
is in your name, this company is
also yours. I have no say in it as I
am clueless about it so it’s all in
your hands,’’
She looked surprised,” Xavi, I am
the owner and CEO of a software
company? I can’t believe it. Pinch
me.’’
I said,”No. I will ki-ss you to make
you believe it and if you still don’t
believe me then I will make love to
you.’’ saying this I ki-ssed her again.
She pulled away and started to run
on the beach with her extended
arms. She was jumping with
excitement and kept screaming,”I
am the owner of a software
company. I can make as many
software and games I want. I don’t
have to wait for anyone’s stupid
approval.’’
I felt happiness and peace seeing
her happy but I didn’t like the fact
that she needed anyone’s approval
before when she is so immensely
talented. I think I took the right
decision even if it was just for
keeping her close to me. I am very
selfish when it comes to her and
her happiness.
Unpacking our luggage I found a
beautiful wrapped box with my
name written on it in Stella’s
elegant handwriting
“ For my Hubby, XAVI.’’
Why didn’t she gave me my
wedding gift?
Well it’s mine as my name is
written on it. I am very greedy for
her affection and her gifts. I started
to open it but heard her,”Xavi,
how did you find it?’’
Replying her I said,”In the
luggage.’
I started to unwrap it but she
stopped me with her hand. I looked
at her to find her looking down.
bi-ting her li-p she said,” It’s not as
good as your wedding gift.’’
I sighed frustratingly,” Stella, I
would never ever judge your gifts
by its price tag. Because your gifts
are so much special and thoughtful.
You pour your love for me in them.
They are the most precious things
to me even if it’s a tooth pick. You
don’t have any idea how much I
got jealous of your friends when
you gave them gifts. I am not ever
going to miss any of my gifts from
you.’’ saying this I literally to-re
apart the wrapping and ribbon. I
am so greedy but you can’t blame
me.
No one has ever given me anything
after my parents. I had always been
on the giving end. I opened the box
to find a tablet of black color and
my name was written on it ’XAVI’
instead of a company logo. She
snatched it from me and pushed
me to sit on the bed then she sat on
my lap and turned it on. Showing
me she said,” I designed a special
software for you throu-ghwhich
you yourself can keep track of your
company accounts. I fed the
information of all your accounts in
it using my influence as the owner
of your all business. Now no one
can steal or even have any access
to your money and accounts, not
your employees,managers not even
any hacker. This software will keep
the money you earned throu-gh
your ha-rd work safe from
everyone. Even if I will use your
credit card which you have given
me you will get notification about
the transaction I made. Using this
feature you can keep your
upcoming projects and deals safe
from your rivals. They won’t get
any information about your
upcoming plans for your company.
This tablet is also designed by me
.
It doesn’t belong to any company.
So not even APPLE company can
track what are you doing on this
tab.’’
She looked at me and my mouth
was hung open,” Baby girl,what
have you done? I am already
feeling secure and powerful.’’
Giggling at my reaction she ki-ssed
me and said,” Do you like it?’’
“ Baby girl, are you kidding? It’s
the best thing a business man or a
billionaire like me ever want. It’s a
dream come true for every
business man.’’ I said amazed at
what she had done and she still
thinks it’s not better than my
wedding gift.
“Xavi, it’s just a software and a
tablet.’’
“it’s mine and don’t you dare think
again that it’s not better than my
gift. Heck! It’s perfect.’’ I said
eyeing the wonder she made for
me.
“ Don’t break it then. Use it with
care. Because if you damaged it I
will make you another tab but you
have to pay for it as I already have
spent all my savings on it, so don’t
expect that you will get a free one
after breaking it.’’ she admonished
and warned me like a mother to
her child after giving him X-box. I
remember my parents told me to
not break my play station as they
won’t get me another.
But then I got confused and asked,”
Baby, what you were saving for?’’
She shrugged her shoulders and
said,” I was saving for buying some
shares of a software company that I
liked. It was my dream to have a
software company someday. But
look you made my dream come
true.’’
I got so overwhelmed that she gave
up her dream for me and she is
confessing about it so casually like
it’s not a big deal.
It is the biggest deal for me.
cu-pping her cheek I tried to make
her realize what she had done for
me is something no one ever did
for me.
“ Baby girl,you gave up your dream
fro me?’’
She smiled and ki-ssing the palm of
my hand said,
“ I can do anything for your
happiness, Xavi.’’
Saying this she hu-gged me ti-ght. I
drowned myself in her embrace.
I want her and her love.
I don’t want anything else…
_Sa-ssY?_
*??EPISODE 26??*
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“Stella, let’s go to the beach.’’ I said
selecting the bikini, I want her to
wear from the famous red suitcase.
Yeah! I brou-ght it here. I didn’t let
her pack anything saying that I
have managed it all.
We are on our honeymoon for a
month. In this month, we will only
wear revealing clothes. I am going
to wear only boxers like I am
wearing right now. All my boxers
are matching to her bikinis and
lingerie.
Just thinking about Stella wearing
only bikinis and lingerie for a
month got me so excited. I was
interrupted from my erotic
thoughts about my wife by my
baby girl saying, “Xavi, let me tell
you in advance I have never wore a
bikini before. So don’t expect me
to be like the models you enjoyed
ogling in the magazines in your
teenage life.’’
I turned to her,”Why didn’t you
wear any bikinis before like your
friends when you have an amazing
body that I saw on our wedding
night…..Um….How did you know I
ogled bikini models in magazines
in my teenage life? Roman told
you,right?’’
She smi-rked, “I didn’t wear bikini
because I don’t think any guy
deserve to see my immense beauty
but since you are my husband and
you have already seen it all so I
have no issue. Secondly, no, Roman
didn’t told me anything as I am not
interested in talking to that
cheater. I know about it because I
used to ogle Calvin Klein male
models in boxers and briefs in the
magazines too in my teenage life.’’
I was pissed hearing that,”What!’’
She rolled her eyes and said, “Xavi,
I didn’t judge you so you don’t
have any right to judge me. We
were teenagers.’’
Calming down myself I took de-eper
breaths.
She hu-gged my wai-st and said, “
But you know something, I like
what is all mine. I just love your
eight pacs, my husband.’’
Pulling her closer to me I said, “I
will make sure I have eight pacs
even when I am sixty year old
man.’’
Now, I am waiting for my wife to
come to the beach. She made a
grand entry that I did a double take
and snapped my ne-ck looking at
her. She made me drool at the sight
of her wearing dark purple bikini
on her porcelain skin.
I wolf whistled at her and in reply
she made a real se-xy pose for me.
She walked seductively towards me
and my eyes were glued to her
creamy b-oobs. I remembered how I
played with them and su-cked them
on our wedding night.
“My eyes are up here, Xavi.’’ she
said sm-irking.
We played in the sand and in
water, chasing each other like
maniacs.
What I like about her is that when
we are together we both can
behave like two human beings who
are clumsy, stupid, happy and
carefree.
Now we are relaxing basking in the
glow of the sun that is about to set.
I am sitting on the sand and she is
sitting on my lap. I am touching
and feeling her soft smooth skin,
ma-ssaging her arms and thi-ghs
with my finger tips.
She is snuggled
close to me with her back facing
my front. I ki-ssed her head and
resting my cheek on her head I
wished that the time may stop and
we will be like this forever. I closed
my eyes in peace.
But my wife has some other plans.
She started touching me or more
like feeling my muscles.
She tou-ched my che-st, my back and
my abs with her soft, warm,
chubby hands. Did she not know
what happens to me when she
touches me with her chubby, small
and beautiful hands. I am shivering
and burning with desire. But my
sweet wife didn’t notice my needy
and miserable state. She is tracing
patterns not only on my che-st but
everywhere, down to my abs.
God knows what masterpiece she is
drawing on my skin with her soft
and warm fingers. Feeling myself
getting arou-sed down there I
warned her in my painful and
husky voice, “Baby girl?’’
She looked at me and smiled
innocently, “ yes, MY Xavi.’’
Stressing on ‘MY ’. I looked at her
then to my ha-rd on down there.
She followed my gaze.
When she looked up at me. I gave
her my helpless look to make her
stop her torture. But she huffed in
annoyance and shrugging her
shoulders carelessly said, “Control
yourself, Xavi. I want to touch my
husband. I will touch you
whenever and wherever I want. If
you have a problem with that then
it’s your problem not mine.’’
Seeing her possessive side and her
claiming me, made me loose my
control. It’s so hot when your
woman is getting possessive over
you. I ki-ssed her long, ha-rd and
pa-ssionately. Pulling away I
showed her pure desire burning in
my eyes for her. She stared at me,
breathless after our pa-ssionate ki-ss.
I whispered, “Don’t play with fire
baby girl. You don’t know I just
want to make pa-ssionate love to
you right here, right now.’’
She replied, “ I have all the right in
the world to play with fire, my
love, my husband.’’
Leaning closer to me and pressing
her soft body to my ha-rd one she
whispered in my ear, “Who’s
stopping you, Xavi?’’ she bit my
earlobe and su-cked it.
Having enough of her teasing I laid
her down on the beach and got on
top of her. I made long and
pa-ssionate love to my wife in
broad daylight on the beach. I
made her to reach her peak thrice
before reaching mine.
It feels so good seeing her
experiencing her Orgasm and it
feels incredible, out of this world
when I know I am the one who
gave her that plea-sure.
The next day was also spent on
beach. I set a bonfire on the beach ,
along with a special bed with net
curtains to prevent from insect
invasion and spacial Bar B Que
dinner made by me. In the
evening, we got ready, I was
dressed in my swimming trunks
and she was dressed in another
one of my favourite bikini.
She is a heavy sleeper so after
being tired from our love making
the previous night she slept like an
innocent baby the whole day and
me being her creepy husband
stared her sleeping form. We had
our dinner on the beach after
enjoying swimming and splashing
water on each other. Then we
danced near the fire or more like
made out while swaying our bodies
on music. Then we made love all
night on the special bed. It felt
amazing when you wake up by the
sounds of ocean waves, opening
your eyes to find yourself sleeping
on beach with your wife na-ked and
on top of you hu-gging like you are
her favourite teddy bear.
We spent most of our time on
honeymoon making love to each
other. She is so possessive, hot and
demanding in bed.
She is so innocent but always
adamant on giving me plea-sure just
like I give her.
She would ask me how she should
touch to make me feel good? How
can she make love to me
pa-ssionately, just like how I did?
She is just so adorable always
wanting to give me plea-sure but
doesn’t know how?
So she will ask me and if I say it’s
okay. She will become a cute angry
little bird pouting at me.
During our honeymoon I felt loved,
I felt wanted when I am ki-ssing her
ne-ck, her li-ps while making love to
her, burying myself de-eper inside her
and in response she will hu-g me
ti-ght like her life is dependent on
it, she will ki-ss my ne-ck,
cheek,temple wherever she can,
mimicking my actions.
Let me tell you a funny story, I was
so damn ha-rd like always and after
giving attention to her b-oobs I was
ki-ssing her when she pinched my
nippl-es a little hard.
When I pulled away from ki-ssing
her and yelped in pain. She
panicked and cu-pping my face with
both of her hands she apologized
that she only wanted to make me
feel plea-sure just like she felt when
I played with her b-oobs. After
apologizing, still in her panicked
state she started blowing air on my
nippl-es like you do on a burned
skin area.
I laughed so ha-rd clutching my
stomach at that. But my baby girl
got angry and my angry bird
started grumbling about how I am
not teaching her the right ways to
make love to me and making fun
of her.
We have returned from our one
month honeymoon. But I extended
it by not going to office for another
week. I couldn’t get enough of her.
The intensity of my desire and love
for her is increasing day by day,
minute by minute.
I didn’t made love to her against
the shower wall or living room
couch because she is my Queen,
she deserves a soft mattress and
pillows.
She feels disgusted by the thought
of making love on the kitchen
counter because for her food is
important and she won’t be able to
eat or cook food on the same
counter ever again.
I love making delicious dishes for
her as it is my fault she is
exhausted and sleepy. The most
amazing thing is she loves
everything I make even the vanilla
milk shake I make she prefers it to
the one from her favourite cafe.
Now my baby girl is sleeping on
top of me na-ked, snoring softly
while snuggling her face in my
ne-ck. The sheets are only covering
our bott-om half. I traced the curve
of her spine with my fingers then
intervening my fingers with hers I
ki-ssed her hand, then arm, then
shoulder and finally her ne-ck. I was
interrupted by a soft hand on my
mouth while her eyes were still
closed. She said sleepily, “Xavi, let
me sleep. You already did it seven
times, last night.’’
Saying this she turned on her side
with her back facing me. hu-gging
her from behind I said, “Baby
please. And one more thing you
shouldn’t count it. It is something
to feel not count.’’
Then to prove her my point I
pressed my ha-rd on to her cute
little round bumy. I just want to
bite it again like last night.
She gasped and turned around to
face me. Raising her eyebrow she
said, “Xavi, you came seven times.
Now multiply it with two to get the
number of times I experienced my
Orgasm and burned so much
calories then got exhausted. Now, I
want my sleep.’’
I said, “three.’’
She asked confused, “What three?’’
I sighed and said, “Multiply seven
with three to get the number of
Orgasms you experienced because
every time, you came for third time
along with me or slightly early to
me.’’
She clapped and said, “Wow! Xavi,
you know math so well.’’
Pursing my li-ps I stared at her
lovingly because I can’t stare at her
with any other emotion now
because I love her immensely.
Then remembering something I
said, “Hey! I didn’t do it seven
times. I did it only five times. The
remaining two times you were
riding me.’’
She sighed and said, “So what? I
am also human, Xavi. I also have
emotions. I also have needs. So
what if I also felt love and desire
for my husband, huh?’’
Puling her closer to me, I stared
right into her eyes and said,
“ Then stop accusing me that I did
it seven times. When the fact is we
both did it seven times.’’
groa-ning frustratingly she pointed
her delicious finger at me and
exclaimed, “Don’t mix your five
times with my two times only.’’
Oh God! She looks so hot and
alluring when she is angry. I am
arou-sed.
Staring right in her eyes to show
her immense desire swirling in my
eyes for her I bite gently the pulp
of her finger pointed towards me
then I su-cked it. Seeing desire in
her eyes I smi-rked at her.
Desire was mixed with fury in her
eyes when she said, “I am going to
eat you alive.’’
Pulling her closer to me with our
mouths only inch apart I whispered
on her li-ps, “You will only be able
to do it after I am done with you. I
will definitely make sure to do it
seven times now. So that you can
accuse me all you want. Oh! By the
way do multiply seven with three.’’
Then I ki-ssed her and we made
love to each other. We kept rolling
on the mattress. Sometimes she
was on the top making love to me
and sometimes I was on top
making love to her.
Lets just say we still argue, we still
fight.
But now we argue about who loves
more?
Now we fight but they are love
fights or love making fights?
*TO BE CONTINUED*