It happened 10 years ago and it’s still vivid to me like last night’s
dream. I was in the 12th grade then. And like everyone I have a love
story to tell.
Bhopal
I grew up in co-ed, never interested in boys. Changed my school after
10th and even in the new school, no boyfriend. The guy I did like,
turned out to be a jerk, and the concept of love remained untouched.
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A guy proposed me at the beginning of 12th. Aman. A cute guy. Not
well built I am lean too. I fell in love after saying yes. We started
going to movies. Soon had first kiss. Kisses, to be precise. We became
incredibly close soon. But in a small town like Bhopan in India? Dar dar
kar kuch bhi karte the hum log. Movie theaters ke alawa mujhe aur use
koi aur jagah ni soojhti thi.
Necking was common. Whenever his lips traced from lips to my neck,
kuch toot jata tha andar! His lips made me quiver in pleasure and
shyness.
But I was shy, nahi pasand tha mujhe physical closeness. Lagta tha ki
agar mai ye sab karu toh mai wo same person nahi rahungi. Isliye, jb ek
movie k douran usme apna hath mere breast par rakha, mai dar gyi. Usne
dheere se sehlaya. It felt so good. Some happy feeling in stomach. And
there. Between my thighs. It felt relaxing. But bachpan se Hindu parvaro
me ye sab karna galat tha shadi se pehle.
12th standard. Love. Shadi. Aman. I knew he was the one. He said
several times I was the one. In my mind, he was my husband. But uska
hath… Pehli baar maine jana ki koi chij kaise achchi aur buri dono lag
sakti hai. Maine uske hath ko dheere se hatakar apne kandho par rak
diya. Fir usme kabhi dobara koshish nahi ki.
Ek baar ek row neeche ek couple bhi wahi karne pahucha tha. Jo humlog
karte the. Kaafi necking ke baad mai hot mehsoos kar rhi thi. Cold
theater air and rubbing of my bra made my nipple grow thrice the size. I
felt horny, but tried to subside my thoughts. What if Aman was here to
just take advantage. My friend told me how guys are about sex. How her
bf had pushed her emotionally into the third base within 3 months of
relationship.
But Aman was so different. Itne din ho gaye the hath hataye. Usne
kabhi dobara koshish nahi ki. Kehta raha, sexual pleasure secondary hai.
Tab hi samne wale couple ko maine dekha. Ladke ladki k mumme ko uske
top se bahar nikal k choom raha tha. Suddenly, I craved for him to touch
my boobs. To squeeze it. Make me close my eyes and moan in pleasure,
but how could I? Maine hi roka tha. Aur wo mera kaafi respect karta tha.
Kya karu?
Aakhirkaar, maine usse breast related baat karke chhone par majboor
kar diya! Ye mai kya kar rahi thi? Fir waha se hamara second base nahi
ruka. Ek movie k douraan jab usme mere mumme choose, and I cried out in
pleasure. I was feeling True love. My pussy ached. It begged for my hand
to touch it. Ghar jake, I thought.
Just then, Aman kept his hands on my vulva. Above my jeans. Nahi! Ye
galat tha. Mai kisi aur ko kaise waha? Ekdum imagination se bahar tha!
Maine hath ko jhitak diya. Kuch din baad usne dobara apna hath waha
rakha. Maine use bata diya achche se ki kahi bhi, siway my pussy. What
if it leads to sex and pregnancy? God. I wasn’t ready for all this. I
was just a kid. Virginity? Oh my.
He kept saying that I’ll enjoy it. I kept pretending that I didn’t
know the feeling. But who doesn’t know? If my fingers felt that good, I
can imagine what his fingers would do. But it was too much, too close
for now. What if it leads to sex? Jabki usne achhche se samjhaya ki he
has self control but fir bhi risk lekar kya fayada. I went home and
relieved myself to orgasm a few times, until my clitoris started to
hurt.
After a few days, my parents left for a wedding. Exam ke liye mai
akele ghar pe ruki hui thi. We never found a better place to make out
than the theater, and so this was it.
When he entered, his odor mixed with his perspiration tingled something down there between my legs. He looked so sexy.
We pounced on each other. Parent’s bed. Soon my shirt became an
obstruction. He never asked me to remove it. But I did it myself. I
removed his too. He removed my bra. For the first time I was naked in
front of someone. But that someone was the guy, who’ll die on my one
order. The thrill excited me so much. He sucked on my boobs. My nipples
stuck out. Pointy. His tongue did some magic on me.
He licked whole of my breast. Both. We kissed again. He kissed my
back. I shuddered in pleasure. I felt wetness down there. My most
private place, and this time I wanted to let him in there. He was my
husband, in mind and soul. Soulmate. And pussy was just a body part.
Maybe after giving in that too, we might become one.
I took charge. I kissed his unshaven chest. And nibbled on his
nipples. I necked him, first time. I Licked his neck and sucked on his
earlobe. I could have feel his hardness in his pants. I had never seen a
real penis before and I suddenly had an urge to see it. But, would he
doubt my character if he feels I’m sluttish? I cannot lead. I
understood. But I kept kissing his neck. His breath on my body made me
shiver that I was this close to someone. Never imagined as such. I was
the stidying kind. Padhai hi mera sab kuch tha. Unlike slutty girls.
After half an hour which seemed like a minute, he still didn’t try to
touch me there. It frustrated me. Pehle kitna samjhata tha ki it’s the
most beautiful feeling ever when your lover fondles you there? And now
he kept squeezing my boobs. Didn’t move my hand there.
Nahi. Mai use nahi lead karungi. And maine nahi kiya. While fondling
he squeezed my ass, and kept it on my pussy. My thin pyajamas would have
let him know my wetness. He without removing his hands asked me if it’s
okay to massage me there.
I nodded, wide eyed. Surprised and enthralled. And his fingers
started there magic. “Oh….” I moaned in pleasure. My flimsy clothes let
him fondle me easily. His throbbing erection pressed on my thighs and
that turned me out more, imagining what I was doing to him. He told me,
“Soumya, you’re so beautiful that my penis is 3 times it’s normal size.”
I tried to giggle but imagining his cock made me hornier.
When I was near my peak, and he felt my orgasm approaching, he
removed his hands, I felt disappointed, but he delivered me a long kiss.
Pushed his tongue into my mouth and I sucked it.
Our tongue wrestled. He retracted a few inches back, and said a few
private (sorry) romantic things we had spent together. Reminded of our
promises, past and future he’ll build. It was all good to hear. He told
me I’m his wife in mind. Official shadi when we become something, but
that shouldn’t stop us from giving each other pleasure! Anf that it’s
not the right time to loose virginity. Samajh nahi a raha tha kuch
mujhe, us k chehre k alawa aur kuch nahi tha brain me.
He asked me very politely that he wants to touch my pussy without
clothes. Will it lead to sex? I knew I wanted to loose it to him, but
abhi nahi. I was a kid! But I didn’t stop him and lifted my ass to let
him remove my pyajamas and then my panties. I was COMPLETELY naked. But,
I knew he was the one. Even when he would leave me, I knew I would
never let anyone else touch me again. He is my life. Will always be.
And then my heart stopped. I gasped and it felt my lungs would burst.
He had touched my vulva. He started up and down movement on my slit. I
just hummed in maza. After about a few minutes I wanted him to touch my
clitoris, but maybe he didnt know what it was or where it was. Mai uski
ungliyon ko apne hatho me pakadkar apne clitoris tak le gayi aur waha
hilane ko kaha.
Itne maze me mai thi ki kuch dimag me ni aa rha tha. I felt so good. I
wish I could explain that feeling, but it can only be felt not said. I
writhed in pleasure. My pressure kept building up and those pounding
pleasurable feelings in my head went beyond control and I orgasmed. An
orgasm so huge I never had. “Fuck!…..zz ” I shouted!
I was spent. Felt tired to even raise my head and look at his hands
or my pussy. He kept his hand there, which was wet by my lubrication.
And lied near me.
Kaisa tha, usne poocha
Maine kisi tarah haafte hue jawab diya: the best minutes of my life.
I know usne kaha.
He took one of my hands and kept it on his erection. I gasped again.
It was like… a bone! His pant was making a tent. I tried to put my hand
around it. He said, I want a similar treatment, love. I said yes, tell
me what to do? (2004, no internet, no porn)
I removed his undies too. His manhood rose from between the neatly
trimmed bushes. I engulfed it. And held it. He let out a moan.
Usne fir mujhe samjhaya… ‘hilana’ kya hota h. Kaafi der hilane par,
he started shaking with my each stroke. I was masturbating my bf, I
couldn’t believe it!
And then he came. Or erupted to be accurate. His cum landed on my
face, on my neck and then on my chest. I felt a little disgusted by it.
He lied in the bed and I cleaned myself with a towel and then joined him
under the covers. We hugged each other and lied in each others arm.
There was nothing between our bodies or minds. We had become one. It was
and still is our most romantic moment till date.
His dick was really smaller when not erect and I touched it when my
hand reached it. It started to grow again. Afraid, I removed my hands.
His dick started poking my vulva. I was so turned on. He jerked himself a
bit to and fro and rubbed his erection’s head on my clit. This was it. I
couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted him inside me. His eyes told me he
wanted it too. And my brain wasn’t working at all.
But suddenly, he removed himself. And came out of the covers. He said
he will not take my virginity now. He will do it when the society see
us as husband and wife. I came back to myself. And suddenly relieved
that it didn’t happen.
He then told me about the 69 position and we gave it a try. We didn’t
do third base, just using the hands one more time, just together.
We lied together again, too tired to do anything again. Two orgasms
had rocked my body. Wo bhi. We kissed. And then kissed again. French
kisses. As seen in the Hollywood movies. And then he left me with
memories. We did some fingerings and handjobs in movie theaters later,
but we didn’t get a room until we reached respective colleges, where the
weekends were good and we lost our virginity too, but thats a story for
another day friends.
The interesting thing is, it’s 10 years now since that day. And I
have a son of 2 years now. Still remembering the day I get wet, I don’t
know why. We got married five years later, when we landed with jobs.
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The First Time With The Love Of My Life