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The Flashback Part 2

Three weeks had passed since Srinu and his family had first visited Ganga's village. The day had arrived for them to return, and Srinu found himself filled with anticipation and excitement.


Srinu's family set out early in the morning to make the journey back to Ganga's village. The moment Srinu got out of the car, the only person he wanted to meet was Ganga. Ganga was among her relatives who received Srinu's family. As Ganga came forward, she touched the feet of Srinu's parents and took their blessings. As she rose up, her eyes met Srinu's, and they both exchanged greetings with a shy smile. In front of all the relatives, Srinu could only manage a simple greeting, but his heart was eager to meet her in person. He was tired of talking to her only on the phone.

The families went inside, and Ganga, along with the female members of her family, served lunch to everyone. After having lunch, both families relaxed and engaged in conversations. Srinu, however, was restless. He wanted to meet Ganga alone, to speak with her away from prying eyes. He followed her around the house, but everywhere she went, someone was with her. The day went on as Srinu waited for a moment alone with Ganga, but that moment never came.

Around 5 in the evening, Srinu's phone rang. It was one of his friends calling him. Srinu picked up the phone, but the signal was weak inside the house. He went outside, searching for a better signal. He wandered around the house, eventually reaching the storeroom at the back. He stood by the window of the storeroom, trying to find a signal. Unable to get a clear signal, he cut the call.

As he stood there, he heard faint moaning sounds coming from inside the storeroom. Curious, Srinu looked into the storeroom through the window. To his shock, he saw Kamala, the maid, with her legs wrapped around Raju's waist. Raju was one of the farm workers. Kamala's saree was raised up to her stomach, revealing her naked thighs and ass. She was sitting on the edge of a dirty table, while Raju was fucking her, pressing her boobs and passionately kissing her lips.

Srinu stood rooted to the spot, unable to tear his eyes away from the scene unfolding in the storeroom. 

Kamala: (moaning softly) "Raju, tum kitne jaanwar ho! [Raju, you animal!]"
Raju: (grinning mischievously) "Toh phir tumhe yeh pasand hai? [So you like it then?]"

Kamala's eyes rolled back as she arched her back, pushing her chest further into Raju's hands. She bit her lip, trying to stifle her moans, but they escaped her mouth in short, breathy gasps.

Kamala: (breathless) "Raju, aur tez chodo mujhe. Mujhe tumhara lund andar tak chahiye." [Raju, fuck me harder. I want your cock deep inside.]

Raju: (wicked grin) "Tumhe rough pasand hai, na? Main tumhe tab tak chodoonga jab tak tum cheekh nahi uthti." [You like it rough, don't you? I'll fuck you until you scream.]

Kamala: (moaning louder) "Haan, Raju, mujhe gandi randi ki tarah chodo. Tum mujhe itna geela bana rahe ho." [Yes, Raju, fuck me like a dirty slut. You're making me so wet.]

Raju: (growling) "Gandi kutti, tumhe yeh sab pasand hai, na? Aur maango." [You dirty bitch, you like this, don't you? Beg for more.]

Kamala: (panting) "Please, Raju, rukna mat. Aur tez chodo, mujhe sab kuch chahiye." [Please, Raju, don't stop. Fuck me harder, I want all of you.]

Raju: (thrusting deeper) "Aur chahiye? Tumhe sab kuch doonga." [You want more? I'll give you more.]

Kamala: (fingers digging into the table) "Oh god, haan! Aur tez, Raju, kabhi mat rukna." [Oh god, yes! Harder, Raju, don't hold back.]

Raju: (gripping her ass) "Tum kitni gandi ho, Kamala. Tumhe yeh sab pasand hai, na?" [You're so dirty, Kamala. You like all this, don't you?]

Kamala: (whispering) "Mujhe pasand hai, Raju. Gandi randi ki tarah chodo mujhe." [I like it, Raju. Fuck me like a dirty slut.]

Raju: (pounding harder) "Sab kuch lo, Kamala. Aaj raat tum meri ho." [Take it all, Kamala. Tonight, you're mine.]

Kamala: (writhing with pleasure) "Haan, Raju, mujhe apna banao." [Yes, Raju, make me yours.]

Raju: (leaning closer) "Tum kitni achi lag rahi ho, Kamala. Tum mujhe pagal bana rahi ho." [You look so good, Kamala. You're driving me crazy.]

Kamala: (moaning) "Aur, Raju, aur! Mujhe tum chahiye." [More, Raju, more! I need you.]

Raju: (growling) "Tumhe sab kuch milega, Kamala. Har inch mera." [You'll get everything, Kamala. Every inch of me.]

Kamala: (screaming) "Haan, Raju, haan! Chodo mujhe aur tez, mujhe cum karna hai." [Yes, Raju, yes! Fuck me harder, make me cum!]

Raju: (slamming into her) "Mere liye cum karo, Kamala. Mera naam cheekho." [Cum for me, Kamala. Scream my name.]

Kamala: (climaxing) "Raju! Oh god, Raju!" [Raju! Oh god, Raju! Yes, yes, yes!]

As Kamala and Raju came together and relaxed, holding each other, Srinu's phone rang suddenly, surprising Raju and Kamala. They quickly gathered themselves and ran away from the storeroom. Srinu quickly cut the phone and hid behind the wall from Raju and Kamala. Srinu carefully looked around and realized no one noticed him. He too went away from the storeroom. He went inside the house and sat silently, sinking in what he had just seen. He realized he had a hard-on in his pants. He tried to hide it with his hands and calmed himself down. 

The night set in, and both families had their dinner.

He tried to focus on the conversations around him during dinner but found himself distracted. The image of Kamala and Raju kept replaying in his mind, causing a stir within him that he struggled to suppress. He glanced around the table, searching for Ganga, but she was busy serving food and chatting with her relatives.

As the night wore on, Srinu's desire to meet Ganga in private grew stronger. He knew that finding a secluded spot in the house filled with relatives was nearly impossible. Then, an idea struck him—the storeroom. It seemed like the perfect place where no one would think to look for them.

After dinner, Srinu excused himself and made his way to the storeroom. He cautiously opened the door and stepped inside, ensuring no one saw him. The room was dimly lit and filled with old furniture, tools, and various household items. It seemed like the perfect hideaway.

Srinu pulled out his phone and sent a message to Ganga: "Can you meet me in the storeroom? I just want to talk to you in private."

Ganga replied almost immediately: "Why the storeroom?"

Srinu: "It's the only place where we can talk without interruptions. Please, I really want to see you."

There was a pause before Ganga's reply came: "Okay, give me a few minutes."

Srinu's heart raced with anticipation. He waited, nervously glancing at the door, hoping no one would come looking for him. After what felt like an eternity, the door creaked open, and Ganga stepped inside, her eyes wide with curiosity and a hint of nervousness.

Ganga: "Why did you want to meet here, Srinu?"

Srinu: (smiling) "I just wanted to see you without everyone around. It's been so hard to talk to you all day."

Ganga: (blushing) "I know, it's been so busy. What did you want to talk about?"

Srinu: (taking a step closer) "I just wanted to tell you how much I missed you. These past three weeks have been so long."

Ganga: (smiling softly) "I missed you too, Srinu. It's been hard not seeing you."

Srinu: (reaching out to take her hand) "I'm so happy we finally get to be together. Even if it's just for a few minutes."

Ganga: (squeezing his hand) "Me too."

They stood there, holding hands and looking into each other's eyes, the storeroom providing a rare moment of privacy in a house full of people. Srinu felt a surge of affection for Ganga, and he knew in that moment that he had made the right decision to marry her.

Srinu held Ganga's hand and guided her to two old chairs in the corner, offering her a seat. As he tried to move the chairs closer, one of the chair legs hit the bench where Raju and Kamala had sex earlier. The bench shook, causing a pack of condoms to fall to the floor. Both Srinu and Ganga exchanged shocked looks between each other and the condoms. Ganga's expression immediately changed, her face reflecting a mixture of surprise and disgust.

Ganga: (stepping back) "I didn't think you are this kind of person."

Srinu was frozen in confusion, his eyes still fixed on the pack of condoms that had fallen to the floor. Before he could respond, Ganga dashed out of the storeroom, her face filled with anger and disappointment. 

Srinu: (calling out) "Ganga, wait! Please stop!"

But it was too late. Srinu stood at the storeroom door, watching Ganga disappear inside the house. He turned back into the storeroom and looked at the condoms pack on the floor, realization dawning on him.

Srinu: (thinking to himself) "Oh shit! Those must belong to Raju and Kamala. They must have forgotten them in a hurry."

He held his forehead with both hands, his mind racing. 

Srinu: (thinking) "Ganga must have misunderstood me. She must think I called her here to get physical. What if she tells her family? What if they cancel the marriage?"

Panic set in as countless questions and possibilities flooded his mind. He quickly ran back to the house, but before leaving the storeroom, he grabbed the pack of condoms and stuffed them into his back pocket to erase the evidence.

Srinu: (thinking) "I need to fix this. I need to explain everything to Ganga before it's too late."

With determination, Srinu headed towards the house, hoping to find a way to clear up the misunderstanding.

Srinu entered the house to find everyone calm and chatting. He was relieved that Ganga hadn't exposed him. He looked for her and found her with her mother, Subhadra, and sister, Anjali, engaged in a conversation. When Ganga noticed Srinu, she whispered to her sister and mother, and then they all went into Ganga's room. Srinu started worrying that Ganga might tell her family about what had happened in the storeroom. He thought about messaging her but decided against it since she was with her family.

While he was worrying, Ganga's uncle, Rajesh, approached him and asked him to follow. He led Srinu to the main hall, where everyone was gathered. Shortly after, Ganga, her mother, and sister joined them, but Ganga deliberately avoided eye contact with Srinu.

Prakash: "Everyone, please gather around. We have an important announcement about the travel arrangements for the wedding."

Everyone listened intently as Ganga's father, Prakash, spoke.

Prakash: "Tomorrow evening, the family members and relatives will board the bus to go to the temple for the marriage. However, Srinu and Ganga, along with Priya, Anjali, and her husband, Ramesh, will travel separately in a car. They have to get their marriage clothes and ornaments blessed in another temple on a different route."

As Prakash explained the plans, everyone asked questions about the journey to clear their doubts. Srinu, meanwhile, felt a constant knot in his stomach, expecting Ganga's mother to shout anytime and cancel the marriage. But to his surprise, nothing happened. The discussion ended, and everyone dispersed for the night.

Srinu: (thinking) "Thank God, nothing happened. But what if Ganga tells them later? I need to explain everything to her."

Everyone went to their rooms. Srinu's family was allotted a separate room. Srinu tried to catch a last glimpse of Ganga, but she never looked back. The night fell, and while everyone slept, Srinu couldn't find peace. He kept messaging Ganga and called her a couple of times, but there was no reply. His messages were filled with explanations and apologies.

Srinu: (messaging) "Ganga, I'm so sorry for what happened. Please believe me, it was a misunderstanding. Thank you for not saying anything to our families. Please talk to me."

After what felt like an eternity, Srinu finally got a reply from Ganga. It was a single angry face emoji. Srinu's heart sank.

Srinu: (thinking) "At least she responded. I need to clear this up before it's too late."

With a heavy heart, Srinu lay down, still trying to think of a way to make things right with Ganga.

Srinu woke up in the morning to the bustling sounds of activity. Everyone was busy packing and loading materials into trucks for the journey. Determined to talk to Ganga, Srinu continued with his morning routine, getting freshened up and ready for the day.

As he stepped out, Srinu's mission to talk to Ganga began. Even during breakfast, he tried to approach her, but each time he did, Ganga gave him angry looks and sent him away. Her friend Priya and her sister Anjali noticed the tension between them. They couldn’t understand why Ganga was being so rude to Srinu, who was clearly trying his best.

Priya: (whispering to Anjali) "What do you think happened between them? Ganga was so excited to talk to Srinu just a few days ago."

Anjali: (confused) "I have no idea. It's like she's a completely different person now. We need to find out what's going on."

Throughout the morning, Priya and Anjali tried to help Srinu by playfully teasing Ganga, hoping to make her talk to him.

Priya: (teasingly) "Ganga, why are you ignoring Srinu? He's just trying to talk to you."

Anjali: (joining in) "Come on, Ganga. Give him a chance. He's been waiting all morning."

But Ganga responded with angry looks at both Priya and Anjali as well, making it clear she wasn't in the mood to talk. Srinu’s multiple attempts to convince her throughout the day failed miserably. Each rejection added to his frustration.

Srinu: (thinking) "How can a woman be so stubborn and not give even a single chance to clarify? She is the same woman who I was speaking with for the last three weeks. Did she forget everything we shared?"

As the day wore on, Srinu's patience wore thin. His initial resolve to make things right turned into frustration. He couldn’t understand why Ganga wasn’t willing to listen to him or at least give him a chance to explain. The same woman he had shared countless conversations and dreams with over the past three weeks was now acting like a stranger.

Srinu: (thinking) "Is this really the same Ganga? How did everything change so quickly? What happened to the woman who was so excited to talk to me?"

By the end of the day, Srinu was not only frustrated but also deeply hurt. He felt like everything he had built with Ganga over the past few weeks was falling apart, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

As planned, in the evening, everyone gathered at the bus to start their journey.

Subhadra: (cheerfully) "Alright everyone, let’s get moving! We have a long journey ahead."

After some time Srinu Group was ready to go on its own journey.

Srinu, who had become upset with Ganga, had stopped trying to talk to her. The air was thick with unspoken words and unresolved tension. Ganga, still maintaining her distance, kept her focus elsewhere, making it clear she had no intention of breaking the silence.

The families had arranged for two cars for the journey: a spacious SUV with seven seats and a hatchback with five seats. The SUV was packed with extra luggage, so only four people, along with the driver, could comfortably sit in it. The second car was necessary to accommodate the rest of the group.

Everyone in Srinu's group was dressed modestly for the journey. Srinu wore a shirt and jeans, and the same was the case with Ramesh. Anjali wore her usual saree, and Priya wore a Punjabi dress. Obviously, Srinu's eyes were completely on Ganga.

Ganga was dressed in an enchanting pink kurta that beautifully complemented her complexion. The kurta had short sleeves, ending just above her elbows, which allowed glimpses of her meaty arms to be visible. The sleeves, while not completely sleeveless, teasingly revealed the smooth skin of her baby-soft armpits.

Dbangd over her kurta was a delicate chuni, strategically covering her soft, ample breasts, adding an element of modesty and elegance to her appearance. The chuni was light and flowed gracefully over her shoulders, occasionally catching the breeze, which added to her captivating presence.

Her white leggings were tight and snug, accentuating her shapely legs and the curves of her hips. The leggings hugged her form perfectly, showing off her toned thighs and the gentle curves of her calves. The contrast between the white leggings and the pink kurta made her look even more radiant.

Ganga’s entire attire was a blend of traditional and modern elements. Her look was completed with minimal jewelry – simple earrings and a thin bracelet. Her hair was neatly tied back, allowing her face to be the focal point. Her eyes, lined with kajal, were bright and expressive, and her lips, painted a soft pink, completed her look. 

Anjali: (pointing to the cars) "Srinu, Ganga, Priya, you three will travel in the SUV. Ramesh, Chintu, and I will take the hatchback. It should be a comfortable ride for everyone."

Ganga: (interrupting) "No, I think it’s better if Priya, Anjali, and I go in one car. Srinu, Ramesh, and Chintu can go in the other."

Priya and Anjali exchanged worried looks, realizing that the situation was getting out of hand. The tension was palpable, and they knew it needed to be addressed.

Priya: (softly) "Ganga, are you sure? It might be better if you and Srinu sort things out during the ride."

Ganga: (firmly) "I’m sure, Priya. This is how I want it."

Anjali: (sighing) "Alright, if that’s what you want."

The arrangement was reluctantly accepted. Srinu felt a pang of disappointment but decided to go along with Ganga's wishes, hoping that some space might help clear the air.

Ramesh: (trying to lighten the mood) "Alright then, let’s get going. We’ve got a long journey ahead."

Everyone started loading their bags into the respective cars. The air was thick with unspoken words and unresolved tension.

Srinu: (thinking) "How did it come to this? Just a few weeks ago, everything seemed perfect."

The families began their journey with the new arrangements. Ganga, Priya, and Anjali settled into the SUV, while Srinu, Ramesh, and Chintu got into the hatchback. The cars started moving, and the journey began.


After traveling for about 15-20 minutes, the group reached their first stop—a temple dedicated to Ganga's family deity. The cars were parked, and the drivers stayed behind while Srinu, Ganga, Priya, Anjali, Ramesh, and Chintu entered the temple to pray.

Inside the temple, the atmosphere was serene. Ganga and Srinu stood at opposite ends of the group, avoiding eye contact. The priest, noticing this, approached them with a gentle smile.

Priest: "The bride and groom should stand together while praying. It brings harmony and blessings for your married life."

Ganga reluctantly moved beside Srinu. They both stood there, hands folded, and eyes closed. Srinu's heart ached with a sincere wish to resolve the misunderstanding between them. Ganga, on the other hand, tried to focus on the prayers, but her mind was clouded with mixed emotions.

After receiving blessings from the family god, they exited the temple. Outside, they found both drivers looking worried.

SUV Driver: "Sir, there's a problem. The SUV is leaking oil and has broken down. I’m afraid we can't continue the journey with it."

Ramesh: (angrily) "What? How could this happen? Were you not maintaining the vehicle properly?"

SUV Driver: "I’m really sorry, sir. I’ll stay back and get it repaired as soon as possible."

After a brief discussion, it was decided that the SUV driver would stay behind to get the car repaired while the rest of the group would continue their journey in the hatchback.

Ramesh: (explaining to the others) "We have a problem. The SUV has broken down. We need to fit all of us into the hatchback."

Anjali: (irritated) "How are we supposed to fit in one car? And what about our luggage?"

Ramesh: "We’ll shift the luggage into the hatchback. It’s not ideal, but we don't have a choice."

Ganga: (interrupting) "But the marriage clothes and ornaments are already in the hatchback. There’s no space left."

Ramesh: "Someone will have to hold the clothes and ornaments in their lap during the journey. We don't have another option."

Anjali sighed, clearly frustrated with the situation. The group began transferring the essential items from the SUV to the hatchback, trying to make the best of the challenging circumstances.

Priya: (trying to lighten the mood) "Come on, let’s just get through this. It’ll be an adventure."

They shifted all the luggage to the hatchback car. As they all stood near the car ready to get in, they realized they had a new problem. The hatchback car had only a seating capacity of five members, including the driver, but there were seven people in total. Priya, looking at Ramesh and Anjali, asked, "How will we fit in while holding marriage clothes and ornaments?"

Everyone began their versions of permutations and combinations to figure out how they should all sit in the car. Srinu did a quick calculation and soon realized the only solution was for someone to sit on another person's lap while others holding the marriage clothes and ornaments and sit beside them. After trying different combinations of seating, everyone else realized the same. They all huddled together to discuss who should sit on whose lap.

Anjali: "I'll sit on Ramesh's lap."

Ramesh: (playfully) "If you sit on me, I'll become a langda [cripple] for the rest of my life."

Anjali hit Ramesh a couple of times on the shoulder while laughing at his joke.

Ramesh: "But seriously, you can't sit on me because I'm holding Chintu on my lap."

Anjali looked at Priya and Ganga and said, "Either one of you should sit on me."

Priya: "But I'm holding the marriage clothes. It will be uncomfortable."

Ganga: (showing her gold ornaments) "What if these get damaged if I sit on you?"

With each combination, it became more evident to Srinu that Ganga would have to sit on him to make it work.

Priya: (playfully) "I know what to do." (looking at Ganga and Srinu) "Ganga, you should give your gold ornaments to your sister Anjali and sit on Srinu."

Srinu and Ganga looked at each other. Srinu looked at her with renewed excitement, but Ganga gave him an angry look as if saying, "No chance." Everyone was looking at Ganga for her answer.

Ganga: (with a stern face) "No."

Priya: "Come on, Ganga, we are getting late."

Ganga: "There is one more way we can fit in." (Ganga's face showed determination to avoid sitting on Srinu)

Srinu got disappointed, realizing Ganga was avoiding sitting on him.

Ganga: "Chintu can sit on Srinu. Anjali can sit on Ramesh, while Priya and I can hold the marriage clothes and ornaments."

Srinu's head fell down, cursing for missing a golden chance. But to his surprise, Chintu started crying, saying he wanted to sit in the front seat with his father.

Srinu looked at Ganga with renewed hope, but Ganga gave him a cold stare.

Ganga: (looking at Chintu) "Srinu can sit in the front seat with Chintu, and Ramesh can sit back with us while Anjali can sit on him."

Srinu got angry, thinking how much Ganga was trying to avoid sitting on him.

Anjali: "Chintu won't sit with new people like Srinu. He will cry throughout the journey." (trying to hold her laugh) "Your brother-in-law Ramesh is too fat and can't fit in the back seat with us."

Everyone laughed at Anjali's comment while Ramesh put his head down with shyness.

Eventually, they realized that Ganga sitting on Srinu's lap was the only viable option.

Priya: "Ganga, let's not waste more time. We need to reach the temple before it gets too late."

Ganga looked at Anjali with distress. Anjali, with a soft voice, held her sister.

Anjali: "Mera bachi, man ja. Hone wala pati hi toh hai na" [My baby, please agree. He’s your future husband, after all].

Srinu smiled, thinking about how sweet Anjali was calling Ganga baby. Ganga reluctantly agreed, her face showing clear discomfort. She handed her gold ornaments to Anjali and prepared to sit on Srinu's lap. Ramesh and Chintu sat in the front. First, Priya held the wedding clothes and got into the back seat from the left side, sitting in the middle. Anjali followed Priya and sat beside her. Then, Srinu entered from the right side and sat on the other side of Priya. Now Ganga was the only one left. She stood at the door beside Srinu, still hesitant to sit on his lap.

Srinu: (encouragingly) "Come on, sit. I promise I won’t bite, baby!"

Ganga gave him a stern look for calling her "baby." Anjali stopped her laugh, realizing Srinu had picked up her calling Ganga baby before. Priya noticed Ganga's reluctance and, to tease her, said,

Priya: (playfully) "Ok, I will sit on Srinu. Anjali behan, please hold these clothes."

Ganga's eyes widened with dread when she heard Priya and immediately got in the car, sitting on Srinu's lap with haste. Srinu winced in pain as she sat with force. Everyone laughed in the car. Ganga blushed with shyness and anger and slapped Priya's hand.

Priya: (laughing) "I was just kidding!"

Anjali: (smiling) "See, that wasn’t so bad."

Ganga: (mumbling) "Just drive, bhaiya."

The driver started the car, and they began their journey. Ganga sat stiffly on Srinu's lap, trying to avoid any unnecessary contact. Srinu tried his best to make her comfortable, gently supporting her without making it awkward.

As the car rumbled along the road, Srinu could hardly believe his luck. Having Ganga sitting on his lap was a mix of overwhelming sensations and emotions. Her body felt incredibly soft and warm, like the most delicate and tender meat he had ever touched. Her ass cheeks felt incredibly soft, like the finest, most delicate silk cushions resting upon him. Each subtle movement she made, whether adjusting her position or shifting slightly, sent gentle, teasing sensations through his legs.

He could feel the warmth of her body through the fabric of her tight leggings, which accentuated her curves perfectly. The gentle pressure of her weight, combined with the softness of her flesh, made him acutely aware of every inch of her against him. It was as if her body was designed to fit perfectly against his, each curve and contour aligning seamlessly. He felt like he was carrying his happiness on his lap.

Just a few minutes ago, he had been silently praying for a chance to be closer to her, and here she was, practically in his lap.He silently thanked God for granting his wish so quickly. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring him this moment of closeness. Srinu's heart swelled with gratitude, feeling that his prayers had been heard. 

Srinu's heart raced as he felt the gentle pressure of Ganga's weight on him. He marveled at how her body seemed to mold perfectly against his, every curve and contour fitting just right. The scent of her perfume mixed with her natural body scent was intoxicating, a subtle yet powerful blend that filled his senses and made his heart beat faster. Her hair, styled perfectly and sprayed with a sweet-smelling hairspray, occasionally brushed against his face, adding to the sensory overload he was experiencing.

"How can someone be this beautiful and soft?" Srinu thought, trying to keep his composure. "Her perfume is driving me crazy. And her hair... it's like silk. I'm carrying my happiness right here on my lap."

Despite the playful banter and teasing happening around them, Srinu was completely focused on the feeling of Ganga sitting on him. He felt a deep connection to her in that moment, a sense of protectiveness and admiration. He tried his best to make her comfortable, supporting her gently and avoiding any awkward movements.

Srinu felt a surge of affection for Ganga. He wanted to reach out and hold her, to tell her how much he loves her. But he knew he had to be respectful and careful. Her initial reluctance and the tension between them made him want to show her that he was trustworthy and caring. He hoped that this journey, despite its awkward start, would help bridge the gap between them.

Srinu noticed that Ganga was still sitting away from him. She was perched precariously at the edge of his thighs near his knees. Every time the driver applied the brakes, she had to brace herself against the driver's seat, and Srinu worried she might hit her face. To prevent this, he subtly lifted his legs, causing her to slide back until her back nearly touched his chest.

Ganga misunderstood his move and shot him an angry look, as if to say, "Don't take advantage of the situation." Srinu felt a pang of guilt, but he genuinely wanted to keep her safe and comfortable

Anjali, noticing their struggle, decided to check on Srinu. 

Anjali: (noticing the struggle) "Are you okay, Srinu? I know she is a bit heavy after recently becoming a little chubby." (pinching Ganga's cheeks lovingly)

Priya: (joining in and pinching Ganga's other cheek) "Yeah, she's gained a bit, but it's all love."

Ganga: (nodding in disagreement, signaling them to stop calling her chubby)

Srinu: (watching them play with Ganga's cheeks) [How cute.] "I can carry this sweet weight for my whole life."

Priya and Anjali: (in unison) "Awww! How sweet!"

Ganga blushed even more, looking down in shyness. The moment felt perfect, filling Srinu with warmth and happiness. The closeness, the playful teasing, and Ganga's presence made him feel incredibly lucky and content.

Listening to their conversation, Ramesh, sitting in front, added playfully.

Ramesh: "Oh, the journey has just started. Let’s see if you say this when we get to our destination. It’s a 6-7 hour journey."

Everyone looked at Srinu for his reply. Ganga turned her head a little.

Srinu: "Don’t worry, bro, I won’t be langda [crippled] carrying Ganga. And it doesn’t matter if the journey is six or seven hours long; actually, I don’t want this journey to end."

Priya: "Tum dono ke pyaar ke chakkar mein kya hum sab aisi car mein baithe rahenge kya? Main toh nahi baithongi." [Because of your love story, are we all supposed to sit in this car forever? I definitely won't.]

Everyone laughed at Priya’s comment.

For the next thirty minutes, Srinu remained in a state of disbelief and silent joy, unable to fully comprehend that the love of his life, Ganga, was sitting so close to him. Her presence was a constant reminder of the blessing he felt he had received, and he kept replaying their brief moments of connection in his mind.

Meanwhile, Ramesh, sitting in the front seat, was occupied with his young son, Chintu. Chintu, filled with curiosity and energy, was playing with the car's audio system, switching between songs and occasionally asking his father silly questions. Ramesh answered patiently, his voice a soothing contrast to Chintu's excited chatter.

In the back seat, the women were engrossed in their own conversation. Anjali, Priya, and Ganga were animatedly discussing the outfits they planned to wear for the upcoming marriage ceremonies. The car was filled with the sound of their voices, sharing excitement about the different clothes and accessories they had chosen. Ganga's voice, though tinged with a hint of the earlier tension, was now more relaxed and engaged in the lively discussion.

As the conversation continued, Anjali's phone rang. She glanced at the screen and saw it was her mother calling. Answering the call, she updated her mother about their situation, explaining the SUV's breakdown and how they had to squeeze into the hatchback to continue their journey. She assured her mother that they were safe and making progress despite the minor setback.

While Anjali was on the phone, Priya and Ganga shifted their attention from their conversation to watching Instagram reels on Priya's phone. They giggled at the funny videos, occasionally showing each other particularly amusing ones. The sound of their laughter added a lighthearted atmosphere to the car, contrasting with Srinu's internal mix of excitement and disbelief.

Srinu, still processing the current situation, occasionally glanced at Ganga. She looked stunning in her pink kurta. Ganga's natural beauty and the casual intimacy of her sitting so close to him made Srinu's heart swell with affection and gratitude. He silently thanked God again for this precious moment, cherishing the opportunity to be near her and observe her in a relaxed, candid setting.

As the sun set and darkness enveloped the landscape, the roads were illuminated only by the occasional passing vehicles. They had entered the main highway, which lacked streetlights, leaving the path ahead lit solely by the car's headlights. The traffic had thinned out considerably, and the car sped along smoothly, creating a sense of tranquility inside. Srinu's side window was completely open, allowing the cool breeze to flow in and hit his face. He felt as if he were in heaven, savoring every moment of this serene journey. He could not have wished for anything more.

As the car continued its swift journey, one by one, the passengers began to succumb to their fatigue. The first to fall asleep was Chintu, and with him, half of the noise in the car dissipated. Chintu's small body slumped against his father's shoulders as he slept soundly. Ganga, sitting beside Srinu, occasionally reached over to gently rub Chintu's hair with her fingers, whispering, "See how cute he is while sleeping." Srinu thought to himself, "How sweet Ganga's motherly heart is. I wonder how much love she will have for our own kids."

Ramesh, who had been holding Chintu, was the next to fall asleep. The gentle rocking of the car and the long journey took its toll, and soon his head leaned back against the headrest, his breathing deep and even. Anjali, seated next to the window, soon followed, lulled by the rhythm of the car and the cool breeze coming through the slightly open window.

Priya and Ganga, now the only ones awake, continued their conversation in low voices, sharing stories and laughter. However, the day's events and the journey soon took their toll on Priya as well. Her eyelids grew heavy, and it wasn't long before she, too, drifted off to sleep, her head resting gently on Anjali's shoulder.

With Priya now asleep, Ganga found herself the last one awake in the car, aside from Srinu. She glanced around at her family and friends, feeling a sense of peace. Despite the earlier tensions, this moment of quiet companionship was soothing. She turned her gaze to Srinu, who was still wide awake, savoring the cool night air and the serene atmosphere inside the car.

The gentle hum of the engine and the rhythmic passing of the road beneath them created a lullaby that threatened to pull Ganga into slumber as well. She fought to stay awake, perhaps out of a sense of duty to remain vigilant or simply to enjoy the moment a little longer. Srinu, feeling her gaze on him, turned to meet her eyes and offered a reassuring smile.

Ganga and Srinu were the only two people still awake in the car. The gentle hum of the engine and the rhythmic motion of the vehicle had lulled everyone else into slumber. Srinu noticed Ganga struggling to stay awake. She was feeling sleepy, her eyes fluttering shut every few moments, and making an effort to keep herself balanced as she tried to sit upright.

Despite her exhaustion, Ganga was hesitant to lean back onto Srinu's chest. She seemed determined to maintain her own space, sitting upright and resisting the urge to rest on him. Srinu watched her with a mix of concern and affection, admiring her strength even in such a simple matter. He could see her struggle and wanted to ease her discomfort.

"Ganga," he whispered softly, not wanting to wake the others. She turned her head slightly, acknowledging his voice. "You can lean back and sleep if you want. It's okay," he assured her.

Ganga hesitated, contemplating his offer. She looked into his eyes, searching for sincerity and reassurance. Seeing the genuine concern in his expression, she slowly allowed herself to lean back onto his chest. Their eyes met briefly, a silent communication passing between them.

Srinu gave her an assuring smile, his eyes warm and understanding. Ganga's tense posture relaxed slightly as she settled against him. She could feel his steady heartbeat beneath her and it brought her a sense of calm she hadn't expected. She closed her eyes slowly, her head resting gently on his shoulder.


As Ganga rested her head on Srinu's shoulder, a myriad of emotions washed over him. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her adorable face. She looked so peaceful and serene, her features softened by sleep. Her long eyelashes rested gently on her cheeks, and her lips were slightly parted, making her look even more angelic.

The wind blew gently through the open window, causing strands of her hair to fall onto her face. Srinu's heart skipped a beat as he delicately brushed her hair back with his fingers, tucking it behind her ear. The touch was tender, almost reverent, as if he were handling something incredibly precious. He marveled at the softness of her hair, the smoothness of her skin, and the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she breathed.

He could feel her soft breath against his neck, a warm, rhythmic reminder of her presence. Each breath seemed to synchronize with the beating of his own heart, creating a harmonious connection between them. Srinu's heart swelled with a deep sense of affection and protectiveness. He wanted nothing more than to hold her in his arms, to wrap them around her waist and pull her close. The desire to feel her body against his, to offer her warmth and security, was almost overwhelming.

Yet, Srinu was also acutely aware of the potential implications of such a gesture. He was afraid it might send the wrong signal or make Ganga uncomfortable. He didn't want to do anything that would jeopardize the fragile trust and budding relationship they were building. So, he restrained himself, contenting himself with the simple pleasure of having her rest on his shoulder.


As the car sped down the highway, taking sharp turns, Ganga lost her balance and fell to the side. This abrupt movement jolted her awake, and she instinctively leaned back onto Srinu's chest for support. Srinu saw this as an opportunity to offer her more comfort and security. He gently moved his hands around her soft belly, placing his left arm on her belly button and securing it with his right hand.

For a moment, there was no reaction from Ganga. Srinu's heart leaped with hope, thinking that she might allow him to hold her as she had been falling moments ago. He could feel the warmth of her body against his, and his heart swelled with affection and protectiveness.

However, just as he began to relax, Ganga used her right hand to give a little slap to his wrists. Her eyes remained closed, but the message was clear—she wanted him to remove his hands from her stomach. Disappointed, Srinu quickly withdrew his hands and whispered a soft "sorry" in her ear, hoping she understood that he was just trying to help.

Ganga adjusted herself slightly, still resting against his chest but now more secure in her position. Srinu sighed inwardly, trying to mask his disappointment. He continued to watch over her, his heart filled with a mixture of longing and respect. 

As the wind blew strongly from the window, Ganga's hair kept falling onto her face, causing her visible irritation. She slowly sat upright and casually lifted both arms to reach her hair, trying to tie it into a bun. She had no idea what her simple action was doing to Srinu, who was stunned by her beauty.

As she lifted her arms, her boobs raised and revealed her baby armpits, so close to his face. Her arching back was so sexy, making her body curve in a way that drove Srinu wild. Srinu's head moved on its own, closing the distance between them. His face was nearly touching her back. He so wanted to bury his face into her. Unknowingly, his lips moved, and he uttered the word "baby!" which made her turn to look at Srinu. In the process, Srinu's face collided with her body where her armpits and boobs met. His eyes were partly covered with her hair. His left cheek and nose were buried into her baby armpits, and his chin was pressing against her right boob.

He instantly felt a hard-on in his pants. Till now, his head was filled with innocent love for Ganga, but now his head was swirling with wanting to make love to her right there and then. His thoughts were a mix of innocent admiration and intense desire, making it hard for him to control himself.

Ganga was shocked by the sudden turn of events. She could not decide what to do. The intimacy of the moment caught her off guard, leaving her feeling vulnerable and unsure. Her heart raced as she processed the sensation of Srinu's face pressed into her, their closeness taking her breath away.

Srinu, on the other hand, was completely lost in the moment, overwhelmed by the sensory overload. His face was buried into her, and he could feel the silky softness of her hair on his forehead. The intoxicating scent of her hair filled his nostrils, a mix of her natural fragrance and the faint trace of her shampoo. His senses were heightened, and every detail seemed magnified.

His face nestled into her baby armpit, he could feel the soft skin with delicate folds, smooth and tender. The subtle scent of her sweat mixed with her perfume sent him into a trance-like state, making him feel lightheaded with desire. It was a mix of sweet and musky, a unique scent that was distinctly Ganga.

Srinu's chin was pressing against her right boob, and he couldn't help but marvel at how soft it felt against his skin. The sensation was electric, sending shivers down his spine. Her breasts felt like the softest pillows, and the thought of their softness consumed him. He could feel the gentle rise and fall of her chest with each breath she took, the rhythm matching his own racing heartbeat.

Ganga, feeling the pressure of Srinu's chin against her boob, experienced a confusing mix of emotions. Part of her wanted to push him away and reclaim her personal space, but another part of her felt a strange thrill at the closeness they shared.

Ganga slowly moved her hair from Srinu's face, revealing the trance-like state he was in. Still holding the same position, Ganga looked at Srinu. Srinu opened his eyes, meeting her gaze. Their eyes locked for a brief moment. Srinu's eyes fell on her lips, and his mind could only think of kissing her.

Without a second thought, he moved his head swiftly and pressed his lips against hers. He could feel the softness and moisture of her lips, tasting the hint of her strawberry lip balm. For a couple of seconds, they both were lost in the kiss, the world around them fading away.

The initial shock of the sudden turn of events paralyzed Ganga for a moment. She could feel the warmth of Srinu's face pressed against her soft skin, his breath mingling with hers, creating an intimate bubble that enveloped them. Her confusion was momentarily drowned by a wave of unfamiliar excitement.

Coming to her senses, Ganga moved away from Srinu, putting her hands down and turning her face to the front. Srinu, noticing her reaction, realized that he had crossed the line. He automatically started saying

Srinu: "Sorry, sorry."

Ganga got so angry she didn't even look at him. She glanced around at her family members present in the car, making sure no one had seen what had happened. She took a sigh of relief, knowing everyone was still asleep.

Ganga whispered carefully, trying not to wake anybody

Ganga: (whispering) "What is wrong with you? What if anyone had seen us?"

Srinu could only apologize.

Srinu: "I'm really sorry, Ganga. It happened in the heat of the moment. I didn't mean to do it deliberately."

Ganga, still furious, hissed

Ganga: "I did not think you were this kind of a person. You promised to respect me, and now this?"

Srinu: "I know, I know. Please don't think low of me. It was a mistake, and I swear it won't happen again."

After a few more exchanges between Srinu and Ganga, an awkward silence fell over both of them. Ganga, still furious, wanted to move away from him as much as possible. She slid away from his chest and now was only sitting on his knees, while leaning on the driver's seat for support.

Srinu was tense and angry at himself for crossing the line and kissing her without her permission. He was disappointed that he had lost yet another chance to make up for his last mistake. A few minutes passed without any word between them, only the sounds of vehicles could be heard. Srinu thought he should talk to her, as a few minutes had passed and he thought she might have relaxed and was not angry at him anymore. He moved his right hand to touch her shoulder, but there was no reaction from her. Soon he realized that she had fallen asleep again while leaning on the driver's seat. He left her alone and let her sleep.

After a few moments, the car hit a road bump, making the car jump, and it made Ganga's head hit the seat she was leaning on. She winced in pain and rubbed her forehead. Srinu immediately reached for her forehead and wanted to rub it to give her relief from pain, but she angrily pushed his hand away. Srinu understood her signal and moved his hand away, but not giving up, he softly said, 

Srinu: "Please, Ganga, lean back and sleep on my shoulder."

Ganga: "No need, who knows what you will do next?"

Srinu: "Sorry, Ganga, I won't do anything. I'm just worried you might get hurt."

Ganga: "Don't worry, I'm fine," 

She leaned onto the driver's seat again, trying to sleep. Srinu thought how stubborn she was.

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After some time, the car hit another road bump, and this time Ganga hit her nose on the seat. She moaned in pain once again. Srinu reached for her once more, but she rejected his hand again. This time, seeing Ganga's eyes watering from the pain, Srinu could not bear the sight. Out of protectiveness towards Ganga, Srinu wrapped his hands around her waist, tightly holding her soft belly, and pulled her towards him, making her fall onto his chest while her head hit his left shoulder.




Ganga: "Srinu, what are you doing?" (Her voice was filled with frustration and pain)

Srinu: "I'm sorry, Ganga. I can't see you in pain. Please, just rest on my shoulder. I promise I won't do anything."

Ganga angrily said, "Srinu, leave me now." Srinu could see her cheeks were pinkish-red and filled with blood due to anger. She looked cute even though she was angry at him.

Srinu softly said, "No, I won't let go of you."

Ganga replied, "If you don't let go, I will shout and wake everyone up to tell them what you have done."

Srinu felt a little tense but gathered his courage and replied, "I won't leave you, do whatever you want."

Ganga, looking at him angrily, opened her mouth to shout. Srinu watched her anxiously, but Ganga did not make any noise. She closed her mouth and tried to force herself out of Srinu's grip, while Srinu tightened his grip around her waist. Unable to win against Srinu, she made a sad face and pouted.

Srinu, looking at her face, felt his heart melt. He said, "Sorry baby, please stop fighting with me. I only want you to not get hurt."

Ganga was not convinced by his reply. As she realized she could not get out of his grip by just using strength, she implemented different tactics. Ganga used both hands to pull his right hand away from her stomach and toward her face while moving her mouth close to it, clearly indicating that she was going to bite his hand. Srinu saw what she was trying to do. While holding her with his left hand around her waist, he moved his right hand to hold her face with a grip around her cheeks. He turned her face towards him 

Srinu: (firmly) "Stop acting like a baby and just try to sleep."

Ganga, as stubborn as ever, tried to get her face free from his right hand using her left hand. Her efforts were futile; it only helped move her face closer to him. Now their faces were just inches away from each other.

Srinu: (whispering) "Stop making loud noises, Priya will wake up."

He mentioned Priya because she was right next to them. But Ganga continued her struggle, starting to make loud noises during her efforts to get free from his grip.

Srinu: (pleading) "Please, Ganga, don't make loud noises."

Ganga ignored his request and continued making noise. Srinu was afraid that Priya or anyone would wake up and see them. He wanted to stop her from making noise, but both his hands were busy holding her. So with no other option left, he locked her lips with his own. 

Srinu kissed her, holding her face tightly, pressing his lips against hers with full force, ignoring her efforts to break away. Ganga was shocked, but the kiss silenced her. 

Ganga initially fought against his kiss, trying to pull away from his face while making little noises. Her heart was pounding with a mix of anger and confusion. She could feel the warmth of his lips against hers, but her mind was racing with thoughts of defiance. Gradually, her hands grew tired from all the pushing and pulling. Her strength waned, and she began to feel a strange sense of helplessness.

As time passed, Srinu's grip around her cheeks softened, and the kiss became more tender. Ganga's resistance weakened, and she slightly gave in to the kiss, allowing herself to feel the softness and warmth of his lips. Her mind was suddenly filled with a storm of moral questions. She questioned whether doing this before marriage was right or wrong. 

One part of her mind screamed that this was wrong, that she should push him away and maintain her dignity. The societal and familial values she was brought up with clashed with the emotions surging through her. The fear of judgment and the notion of propriety weighed heavily on her conscience.

Yet, another part of her mind tried to convince her that it wasn't entirely wrong. Srinu was her future husband, her fiancé. They were engaged to be married, and a kiss shared in this intimate moment seemed like a natural progression of their relationship. This part of her argued that they were simply expressing their love for each other, a love that would soon be sanctified by marriage.

The conflicting thoughts created a whirlpool of emotions within her. She felt the tenderness of the kiss and the care in Srinu's touch, which contrasted sharply with her initial anger and resistance. The part of her that longed for his affection started to win over, even though the battle in her mind continued. Ganga found herself in a delicate balance between her upbringing and her heart's desires, struggling to find peace in the midst of the turmoil.

Srinu was determined not to let Ganga escape his kiss. He kissed her with an intensity that reflected his deep longing, like a hungry child craving strawberry ice cream. He sensed a reduction in her resistance and took advantage of it, deepening the kiss. Her lips parted slightly, giving him the opportunity to slurp her lower lip before moving on to her upper lip in a rhythmic, passionate fashion.



He eagerly slurped her saliva into his mouth, savoring its taste as it melted like butter. "This is how Heaven must taste like," he thought. He gently moved his tongue into her mouth, exploring every corner, feeling the soft warmth of her breath and the sweet taste of her lips. Her left hand, which had been pushing his face away moments ago, was now caressing his right cheek. Noticing this, he loosened his grip on her cheeks and gently held her face in his right hand, making the kiss even more tender and passionate.

As his tongue made an exit from her mouth, he was delighted and surprised to feel her tongue innocently following into his mouth. He sucked her tongue deeply, treating it as a precious gift from Heaven, savoring the taste of her saliva dripping from her tongue like honey. Srinu was completely lost in the moment, intoxicated by the taste and sensation of her lips and tongue. The softness of her lips, the warmth of her breath, and the sweetness of her saliva overwhelmed his senses.



He felt an intense connection with her, a bond that transcended words. This kiss, this moment, was everything he had ever wanted. It was the culmination of his deepest desires and emotions. As he continued to kiss her, he felt a surge of love and protectiveness towards her. He wanted to hold her, to keep her safe, and to cherish every moment with her.

The sensation of her tongue exploring his mouth, her lips pressing against his, and her hand gently caressing his cheek created a symphony of sensations he never wanted to end. In that moment, Srinu felt a deep sense of fulfillment. He felt like he was truly experiencing the essence of love and intimacy. It was a moment of pure bliss, a moment that he would cherish forever.


Ganga was clearly excited, her body trembling with anticipation. Srinu could feel her left hand shaking slightly on his cheek. She gathered herself and slowly moved her left hand from his cheek to in between their lips, creating a barrier to stop the kiss. Srinu looked into her eyes as she stopped their kiss with her hand in between their lips, but he kept kissing her left palm while looking at her. She couldn't maintain eye contact any longer and moved her hand away from his lips, turning her head down out of shyness.

Srinu, having tasted her sweetness, was relentless. He never stopped kissing her, seeking out any part of her body he could reach. He started kissing her right shoulder, then moved on to her meaty arm, slightly biting into her flesh. This made Ganga moan a little out of pleasure, her eyes closed in the moment.



With excitement in her voice and her eyes still closed, she pleaded, "Srinu, please stop. Let's wait until we get married."

Srinu, unable to control his desire, whispered back, "Sorry, baby. I can't stop. You've driven me crazy. It's out of my hands."

Ganga's heart raced with a mix of excitement and apprehension. She could feel Srinu's kisses trailing down her arm, each one sending shivers through her body. She wanted to hold back, to wait for their wedding night, but the intensity of Srinu's passion was overwhelming.

Her mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. The rational part of her knew they should wait, but her body responded to Srinu's touch with a longing she couldn't deny. She felt herself surrendering to the moment, her resistance fading with each kiss.

Srinu's kisses became more fervent, his hands exploring her body with a tender urgency. He could feel her yielding to him, her breaths coming in soft, rapid gasps. He wanted to make her feel every ounce of his love, to show her how deeply he cared for her.

As he continued to kiss her, his lips found their way to her neck, nibbling gently on the sensitive skin. Ganga's moans grew louder, her body arching into his touch. She could feel the heat between them intensifying, the air around them charged with unspoken desire.

"Srinu," she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. "We shouldn't be doing this."

"I know," he murmured against her skin, his breath warm and intoxicating. "But I can't help it. I need you, Ganga. I need to feel you."

Ganga's resolve wavered, her body betraying her mind. She knew they were treading on dangerous ground, but the connection she felt with Srinu was too powerful to resist. She let out a soft sigh, her hands moving to grip his shoulders as he continued to explore her body.

Ganga, with a trembling voice, said, "Wait." 

Srinu stopped kissing her and looked into her eyes, trying to understand what she was thinking. With swift movements, Ganga moved her left hand to the chunni on her shoulder. She hooked one end of it to the driver’s seat and then wrapped its length around her back, hooking the other end to the back seat on which they were sitting.

Srinu watched her, slowly realizing she was trying to build a barrier between them and the others in the car with her chunni. The soft, colorful fabric created a makeshift curtain, shielding them from any prying eyes.

After finishing her work, Ganga looked at Srinu's face, which was marveled at her brilliant idea. He knew exactly what her intentions were by putting a veil between them and the others. She wanted to create a private space for them, a small sanctuary where they could continue without the fear of being watched.

Srinu, filled with happiness and appreciation, said, "I love you, baby! Thank you. That's a great idea."

Listening to his appreciation, Ganga gave him a sweet smile and, with newfound confidence, leaned in and kissed his lips. The kiss was tender and full of love, a silent acknowledgment of their shared desire and the understanding that they were in this together. Their lips pressed softly against each other, savoring the moment of intimacy they had created. The barrier around them seemed to make the kiss even more special, a private world where they could express their feelings freely.



In that moment, surrounded by the fabric of her chunni, they were able to fully immerse themselves in the love and passion they felt for each other, creating a memory that would stay with them forever.

Ganga moved her right hand over his left shoulder, then around his neck, holding his hair from the back while pushing his face into hers, making the kiss more passionate. Meanwhile, her left hand gently held Srinu's right cheek, caressing it softly. Her movements were slow but deliberate, each touch and caress heightening the intensity between them.

By positioning her right hand over his shoulder and neck, she gave Srinu complete access to her. The full participation in the kiss made it even hotter. The heat of their passion was so intense that Ganga started sweating, even though the cool air from the open window was blowing in. They were nearly breathless, panting for air as their lips moved together in perfect harmony.

Srinu's hands were not idle either. Both his hands found their way underneath her kurta, feeling the warmth of her naked skin. With his left hand, he massaged her soft belly and navel, his fingers tracing gentle circles that sent shivers through her body. His right hand moved to her breasts underneath her kurta. He pressed her breasts over her bra gently at first, savoring the softness and the shape of them, then gradually increased the pressure.

Ganga moaned softly into his mouth, the sound muffled by their passionate kiss. Her body responded to his touch, arching slightly, pressing herself closer to him. Srinu could feel her nipples hardening through the fabric of her bra, and it drove him wild. He pinched her nipple gently, rolling it between his fingers, eliciting another soft moan from her.

The combination of their touches, the heat of their bodies, and the intensity of their kiss created a feverish atmosphere. The boundaries between them dissolved, leaving only the raw, unfiltered connection of their desire. They were lost in each other, in the sensations they were sharing, in the electric pulses that passed between them with every touch and every kiss.

As their breaths mingled and their hearts pounded, they both knew that this moment was a culmination of their suppressed longing and growing affection. It was a promise of the deep bond they would share, a bond that went beyond physical attraction, rooted in the love that had blossomed between them.

Ganga slowly ended the kiss and raised her head above the veil she had put in place to protect their privacy, making sure no one had woken up due to their intense activities. As she raised her head to look over the veil, Srinu could see droplets of sweat forming on her face. He leaned in and kissed her right cheek, then licked the sweat off, savoring the salty taste like nectar. He playfully bit her cheek and held it in his teeth, gently pulling it towards him.

Ganga moaned softly in pain and turned to look at him, her eyes filled with a mix of pleasure and surprise. Srinu locked eyes with her, a mischievous glint in his own, and then trailed his lips down her neck, licking and planting soft kisses along the way. Ganga, enjoying the pleasure, rested her head on his shoulder, allowing him full access to her neck.



Srinu's lips moved with deliberate slowness, savoring each moment as he kissed her neck. His hands continued their exploration, one hand gently massaging her soft belly, while the other fondled her breasts through her bra. Ganga's breathing grew heavier, and her body trembled slightly with each kiss and touch.

As he reached the hollow of her throat, he nuzzled her skin, feeling her rapid heartbeat against his lips. Ganga's hands gripped his shoulders, her fingers digging into his flesh as waves of pleasure coursed through her. She closed her eyes, lost in the sensations, and let out a soft, contented sigh.

As she placed her right hand on his left shoulder and around his neck, she revealed her right armpit from her nearly sleeveless kurta, giving easy access to Srinu. Srinu continued kissing down her neck, reaching her right shoulder, then kissed her soft and meaty bicep. He took a mouthful of her bicep meat and bit gently.

Ganga: (moaning softly) Srinu...

He slowly moved to her armpit, savoring the delicate folds, taking in mouthfuls of her tender armpit meat. The sensation made Ganga shiver with a mix of pleasure and a bit of pain.

Ganga: (laughing) Srinu, that tickles...



Srinu then moved to her right breast, still covered by her kurta, and took it into his mouth, sucking and nibbling gently.

Ganga: (whispering) Oh, Srinu...

Their intimate moment was filled with a deep sense of love and passion, as Srinu continued to show his affection for Ganga, appreciating every part of her. She responded with soft moans and gentle touches, the connection between them growing stronger with each passing second.

Srinu's kisses trailed back up to her jawline, and he nibbled her earlobe, whispering, "You taste amazing, baby." Ganga shivered at his words, her body pressing closer to his. She could feel his arousal against her, and it only heightened her own desire.

Their intimacy was soon broken by a loud cry. It was Chintu, who had woken up and was crying loudly. Srinu and Ganga stopped immediately. Ganga quickly removed the chunni and pretended to be asleep on Srinu's shoulder. Srinu withdrew his hands from under her kurta and positioned them normally around her, holding her gently.

One by one, everyone in the car woke up hearing Chintu's cry. Ramesh, concerned, asked Chintu why he was crying. Chintu said he needed to pee. Hearing this, Anjali asked the driver to stop at the nearest dhaba. As Anjali looked around to check on her sister, she saw Ganga pretending to be asleep on Srinu's shoulder. Srinu looked at Anjali, who smiled at him, noticing how carefully he was holding her sister.

The driver stopped at the next dhaba, and Ramesh and the driver got out of the car first, followed by Anjali. Priya looked at Ganga and, seeing her eyes still closed, put her hand on Ganga's cheek and shook her gently, trying to wake her up.

Priya: "Wake up, sweety."

Ganga slowly opened her eyes, acting as if she had been asleep for hours. Srinu, noticing her pretense, laughed to himself quietly.

Ganga: "Where are we? Why did we stop?"

Priya: "Chintu needed to pee, so we stopped at this dhaba."

Priya got out of the car first. Now, Srinu and Ganga were the only ones left in the car. Priya came around and opened the door for Ganga to get out. Srinu slowly let her down, holding her waist, then followed both Priya and Ganga into the dhaba.

The dhaba was a typical Punjabi establishment, exuding a rustic charm with its tiled roof kitchen. The main area was simple but inviting, with a few wooden tables and benches scattered around. The aroma of rich Punjabi cuisine filled the air, mingling with the scent of freshly made chai. Outside the dhaba, there were two small rooms designated as male and female toilets, placed side by side. These toilets lacked proper lighting, adding to the rustic feel of the place. The entire setting had a warm, welcoming atmosphere, perfect for weary travelers to take a break.


Ramesh took Chintu to the men's toilet while the driver went to have tea. Three women stood near the entrance of the dhaba, and Srinu stood beside them, listening to their conversation. Anjali looked at Ganga and noticed the sweat on her forehead.

Anjali: "What happened, baby? Are you okay?"

Ganga and Srinu exchanged looks, and Ganga replied, "Nothing, didi."

Priya also joined in and placed her hand on Ganga's cheek.

Priya: "Yes, sweety, your skin feels a little warm."

Ganga, wiping her sweat off her face, said, "I'm okay. Don't worry."

Srinu could feel her discomfort facing the questions and, unable to bear the flurry of questions, she excused herself to the toilet.

When Ramesh came back holding Chintu and joined Anjali and Priya, Srinu watched Ganga walking toward the toilet. He too excused himself to the toilet. Ganga went into the female toilet first and closed the door behind her. After a few moments, she heard a knock on the door followed by Srinu's voice saying, "Open the door, baby."

Ganga's heart raced to hear his voice. She replied from inside, "Please, Srinu, go away. Somebody might see us."

Srinu pleaded, "Please, baby, I need you."

Ganga, fearing someone might see, opened the door and let him in. While putting her head out, she looked around, checking if anyone saw them. Confirming no one saw them, she closed the door.

Ganga turned to Srinu after closing the door. Srinu immediately wrapped his arms around her, pulling her body close to his. Her breasts collided with his chest.

Ganga: (struggling to push him away) "Srinu, let me go."

Srinu: (seeing her struggle, he lets her go) "What happened, baby?"

Ganga: (looking at the floor) "We can't do this. It's wrong before marriage."

Srinu: (confused by her sudden change in behavior) "But in the car, we..."

Ganga: "Whatever happened in the car is because of you. you forced me to do it. Anyways, Let's forget about it."

Srinu: (Disappionted) "Ganga, I understand, but please don't misunderstand the things I did in the car, just like you misunderstood what happened in the storeroom."

Ganga: (looking confused and angry) "What do you mean by 'I misunderstood about the storeroom'? It was clear you wanted to get physical with me." (mumbling to herself) "Tharki aadmi." [lecherous man]



Srinu: (getting angry) "Oh, madam, I didn't take you to the storeroom to get physical with you. I only wanted to see you and talk to you because I missed you and I love you. I wanted to propose to you today, but you kept misunderstanding me. Because of you, I had to reveal my love for you in this dirty bathroom instead of proposing in a beautiful place."

Srinu, disappointed, turns his back and reaches for the door with his left hand to get out. To his surprise, he feels Ganga's hand on his right hand, stopping him from leaving. He turns to look at her. Ganga, with guilt on her face, pulls him away from the door. Both of them look at each other for a moment.

Ganga: (without saying a word, plunges onto Srinu and kisses him on his lips. Before Srinu could respond, she breaks the kiss) "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding. I love you too." (whispering while blushing)

Srinu felt a surge of emotions as Ganga's kiss lingered on his lips, a kiss filled with apology and newfound love. A slow smile spread across his face, a mixture of relief and happiness. His heart pounded in his chest as he looked into her eyes, seeing the same feelings reflected back at him.

"Ganga," he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion.

But words weren't enough to convey the depth of his feelings. Driven by a sudden, intense hunger, Srinu leaned in and captured her lips with his own in a passionate kiss. This time, there was no hesitation, no holding back. He kissed her with all the pent-up desire and love he had been carrying inside him for so long.

Ganga responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer. Their lips moved in perfect harmony, tongues exploring and tasting, each kiss deeper and more intense than the last. The world around them seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of them in that intimate moment.

Srinu's hands roamed over her back, pulling her even closer until there was no space left between them. He could feel the softness of her breasts pressed against his chest, her rapid heartbeat matching his own. The sensation drove him wild with desire.

Without breaking the kiss, Srinu pushed her gently but firmly towards the wall. Ganga gasped as her back made contact with the cold tiles, the contrast only intensifying the heat between them. Srinu's body followed, pressing against hers, effectively pinning her to the wall. His hands slid down to her waist, gripping her tightly as if afraid she might slip away.



He broke the kiss for just a moment, his breath ragged. "I love you so much, Ganga," he murmured against her lips, his voice thick with emotion.

Ganga's eyes fluttered open, filled with a mix of desire and affection. "I love you too, Srinu," she whispered back, her voice barely audible.

Their lips met again in a fierce, hungry kiss, each of them pouring all their emotions into it. Srinu's hands moved up to tangle in her hair, tilting her head to deepen the kiss. Ganga's fingers dug into his shoulders, her nails leaving faint marks as she clung to him.

Srinu's kisses trailed from her lips down to her neck, sucking and nibbling at her sensitive skin. Ganga moaned softly, her body arching into his touch. The sound spurred him on, his lips and tongue exploring every inch of her neck and collarbone.

He felt her hands tugging at his shirt, desperate to feel his skin against hers. Srinu pulled back just enough to yank his shirt over his head, tossing it aside. Ganga's eyes roamed over his bare chest, her hands following the same path, caressing and exploring.

Srinu's hands found the hem of her kurta, slipping underneath to feel the warmth of her skin. He lifted the fabric, inch by inch, until he could pull it over her head, discarding it along with his shirt. She stood before him in her bra, her chest heaving with each breath.



"You're so beautiful," he breathed, his hands cupping her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples through the thin fabric of her bra.

Ganga blushed, her eyes half-closed with pleasure. "Srinu..."

He pulled back to admire her, his eyes dark with desire. "I've dreamed of this moment for so long."

Ganga reached out, her fingers tracing the lines of his jaw. "Me too," she admitted, her voice filled with emotion.

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Srinu couldn't wait any longer. He dipped his head, taking one of her nipples into his mouth by tucking the bra down a little, sucking gently. Ganga's moan echoed in the small bathroom, her hands threading through his hair, holding him close.




He switched to her other breast, giving it the same attention, his hands roaming over her body, memorizing every curve and dip. Ganga's soft cries and gasps filled the air, driving him wild with desire.

Srinu's desire surged uncontrollably as he worshipped Ganga's breasts, his mouth moving hungrily from one to the other, sucking and teasing her nipples until she was moaning with pleasure. His hands slid down her sides, and with a determined grip, he reached for her right thigh, lifting it up with force.

The sudden movement made Ganga's head fall back, a gasp escaping her lips. Her back arched beautifully, allowing Srinu to bury his face into her cleavage. He kissed and nipped at the soft skin there, his breath hot and heavy. Ganga's hands clung to his shoulders, her fingers digging into his skin as she felt the intensity of his need.



Srinu's control was slipping, his desire burning too hot to contain. He pressed her harder against the wall, his hips grinding against her. Through the thin fabric of her leggings and his pants, she could feel his hardness, the friction driving them both wild.

"Oh, Srinu," Ganga moaned, her voice a mixture of need and desperation.

He couldn't wait any longer. His hands moved to her hips, lifting her slightly so that he could position himself better. His mouth slowly move back to her lips, kissing and sucking at her neck and breasts. The sensation was overwhelming, and Ganga's body responded eagerly, her hips bucking against him.

With his pants still on, Srinu started to move against her, the pressure and friction sending waves of pleasure through both of them. Each thrust was urgent and rough, their bodies moving in a frantic rhythm. The fabric between them only heightened the sensation, adding to the delicious torture of their need.



Ganga's moans grew louder, her head thrown back, eyes closed in ecstasy. She wrapped her legs around Srinu's waist, pulling him closer, needing more of him. Srinu's hands gripped her thighs, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he moved faster, harder.

"Fuck, Ganga," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "I need you so bad."

"Yes, Srinu, please," Ganga panted, her hands clutching at his back, her nails leaving marks. "Don't stop."

The bathroom filled with the sounds of their passion, their breaths mingling, moans and gasps echoing off the walls. Srinu's movements became more erratic, driven by the primal need to be as close to her as possible. Each thrust sent a jolt of pleasure through both of them, their bodies slick with sweat, straining towards release.

While Srinu and Ganga were lost in their passionate lovemaking, the intensity of the moment was abruptly interrupted by a knock on the bathroom door.

Priya: Hey, Ganga, are you finished?

Srinu and Ganga froze, startled by the sudden knock. Ganga quickly picked up her kurta from the bathroom floor and put it on. Srinu followed her lead, hastily putting his shirt back on. Ganga, with a tense face, signaled to Srinu to remain silent.

Ganga: Just a minute, Priya.

Ganga splashed some water on her face and wiped it with her chunni, trying to compose herself. She pushed Srinu behind the door as she opened it slightly, closing it immediately after stepping out.

Priya: What's taking you so much time?

Priya tried to peek inside, but Ganga hastily blocked her view.

Ganga: There isn't sufficient water. Let's look for another bathroom inside the dhaba.

Priya looked confused but shrugged and followed Ganga. They both went to the dhaba owner and asked if there was another bathroom. The owner pointed to a bathroom inside the dhaba. Priya and Ganga made their way there, leaving Srinu alone.

Hearing them walk away, Srinu slowly opened the door and escaped without anyone seeing him. He joined Ramesh and Anjali, who were sitting at a table, chatting and laughing.

After some time, Ganga and Priya returned to the group. Ramesh, noticing their arrival, asked:

Ramesh: Is anyone hungry?

Priya: Let's eat butter naans with paneer!

Anjali: Yes, Punjabi dhabas have very tasty food.

Chintu: I want biryani!

Ramesh: Okay, Chintu and I will have biryani, and you girls can eat naans with paneer.

Priya exclaimed with happiness, holding Ganga's hand. Ganga smiled, though a hint of her earlier tension still lingered in her eyes.

Ramesh: What about you, Srinu? Are you hungry? What will you eat?

Srinu: (looking at Ganga with intense lust) Oh, my hunger needs a different kind of food.

Ganga felt a rush of heat flood her cheeks, her embarrassment evident as she blushed deeply. She quickly exchanged looks with srinu and looked away, trying to compose herself under his intense gaze.



The group settled down, placing their orders and chatting about their journey. Despite the earlier interruption, there was a newfound closeness between Srinu and Ganga, a silent promise of more moments to come. As they waited for their food, Srinu and Ganga exchanged furtive glances, each one filled with unspoken words and lingering desire.

They, along with the driver, finished their dinner and resumed their journey, sitting in the same positions as before. They were almost halfway to their destination. The atmosphere in the car was relaxed, with light conversations filling the air. Srinu held Ganga tightly, his hands wrapped around her waist. Ganga happily placed her hands over Srinu's, accepting his love.

Srinu was eager for the others to go to sleep so that he and Ganga could continue where they had left off. He impatiently whispered in Ganga's ear.

Srinu: I am still very hungry.

Ganga giggled and teasingly replied.

Ganga: Oh, then you must have had extra rice or rotis at dinner.

Srinu, a little frustrated knowing she was teasing him, said.

Srinu: You know what hunger I am talking about.

He pinched her navel hard. Ganga jumped and moaned in pain. Anjali noticed this and asked.

Anjali: What happened, Ganga?

Priya also looked at Ganga with concern.

Priya: Are you okay?

Ganga, while slapping Srinu's wrist, replied.

Ganga: Oh, nothing, Didi. Just a mosquito.

Anjali and Priya understood the playful act between the new couple and giggled. They went back to chatting, leaving Srinu and Ganga to have their fun. A few minutes passed, and gradually everyone went to sleep, except for Srinu, Ganga, and the driver.

Srinu looked around, confirming everyone was asleep, then whispered in Ganga's ear

Srinu: Baby, turn towards me.

Ganga giggled and shook her head, saying, "No."

Srinu pleaded.

Srinu: Baby, please, I can't hold any longer. I'm already hard in my pants.

Ganga( naughty smile ): Oh, that's what it is. I thought it was your phone. (She moves her hips, grinding her ass on his hard penis.)



Srinu(exclaimed in pleasure): Please stop. I will cum if you do that.

Hearing his pleading, Ganga increased the pace of her hips, grinding her ass even harder. Srinu buried his face into her back, enjoying the pleasure, but the tightness of his pants was causing him pain.

Srinu(winced in pain): Baby, please stop, it's hurting.

Noticing his pain, Ganga stopped grinding and turned to him, asking

Ganga: Are you okay, Srinu?

Srinu: I'm okay, but my penis is so hard that it's hurting.

Feeling sorry for him, Ganga said, "Wait." She took her chunni and put up a veil between them and the others, just like before. She turned her head to Srinu, looking into his eyes, and said

Ganga: Take it out!

Srinu(shocked): What? Are you mad? What if anyone sees us?

Ganga(assuring and calm voice): Don't worry, everyone is asleep, and my chunni gives us privacy. Now, open your zip.

Srinu was surprised at how calmly she was telling him to take his penis out. He hesitated to open his zipper, so Ganga noticed his hesitation and looked down. She moved both hands between her legs, undid his jeans button, and unzipped his pants. Srinu's mouth opened in surprise at her bold moves. Ganga lowered his underwear, and Srinu's penis immediately sprung up, standing at 90 degrees. Biting her lower lip, Ganga stroked his penis.

Srinu closed his eyes, biting into Ganga's kurta, trying hard not to moan. Ganga gradually increased her stroking speed. Srinu, wanting to bite something more than her kurta, moved his left hand to her face, turning it toward him, and started kissing her lips while his right hand pressed her breasts. Ganga's handjob, combined with her lips, turned him on so much that he pressed his feet hard on the car's floor, raising his hips a little and thrusting his penis into her hand rhythmically.

As Srinu raised and moved his hips, Ganga started to lose her balance. She stopped the handjob and moved her hands to hold the car door and seat for support. Srinu was surprised by her next move. Ganga moved her legs close together, holding his penis between her soft thighs, and moved her hips in sync with him, giving Srinu a thigh job.



Srinu could not believe what was happening. He felt it was so hot that Ganga was giving him a thigh job. He appreciated her creativity and ingenuity. Their passionate act could be seen from the window. Srinu kept humping into Ganga's soft thighs, feeling the tenderness of her flesh. He increased his speed and, with the final few thrusts, came on Ganga's leggings, moaning into her mouth. His body relaxed into the seat as he reached the climax.



They slowly broke their kiss, looking into each other's eyes.

Srinu: Thank you, baby.

Ganga didn't say a word; she just gave him a little peck on his lips and turned to look at the mess Srinu made on her leggings.



Srinu(whispered in her ear): I am sorry for the mess, baby.

Ganga(playfully winking at him): Don't worry, my leggings are white in color.

She rubbed her thighs together to wipe his cum into her leggings.

Srinu was pleased with Ganga, realizing how nurturing and kind she was about him making a mess of her leggings. Srinu hugged Ganga and pulled her into his chest while laying back onto the back seat, resting his head and thinking how lucky he was to marry Ganga. Ganga rested on his chest, slowly falling asleep.

Around 2 am, they reached their destination. Ganga's father was there to receive them. They all got out of the car, and the driver unloaded the luggage. Everyone was tired and ready to sleep in the guest house near the temple where Srinu and Ganga were getting married the next day. As everyone moved towards the guesthouse, Srinu excused himself and Ganga from the group.

Srinu: Ganga, can we take a walk in the garden for a moment?

Ganga: Sure, Srinu.

He took her to the small garden in front of the guest house. After confirming no one was around, he hugged her and gave her a kiss.

Srinu: Thank you for what you did for me in the car, and also for not telling your family. I'm sorry for proposing my love to you in a dirty bathroom. I want to start afresh from now on.

He bent on his knees, holding her hand.

Srinu: Ganga, I love you. Will you marry me?

Ganga's eyes sparkled with happiness.

Ganga: Yes, Srinu, I will marry you.

They both hugged and kissed in happiness. Srinu pulled out his phone to capture the moment, taking a selfie of their joyful faces.

Cut to the present, it was the same photo that Srinu was looking at on his phone home screen while sitting on the balcony of their bedroom. His flashback was disturbed by a familiar voice.

Ganga: Srinu, why are you still awake?

[Hornytamilan23]

Hahaha, so she is a whole from the beginning

[tomdickharry2024]

Nice update man.. and now back to the present..

[qazmlp]

What awesome writing!!! So much effort you have put in, simply amazing.

[Sarran Raj]

Great update

This update clearly state that when ganga gets an opportunity with a man, she turns a different woman. She can handle the situation cleverly.

[NovelNavel]

Srini cummed in the leggins but left Ganga high and dry without cumming. What a selfish person he is.

[mulaikallan]

Excellent bro.

She could have pulled her legins down and done this allowing flesh touch.
Even before marriage, it was proved that srinu cant stay long. But Ganga dont want to disappoint him.
She seems to fake the orgasm every time.

[Prabhas Rasigan]

So hot pics and narration

[LustyLeo]

wow.. hot update

[AjitKumar]

AWESSSSOOOOMEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

[sri7869]

Nice writing

[Projectmp]

Amazing update dear author. Very erotic gifs used. However we are still unable to decipher the what is the purpose of flashbacks in the present story.

[Vicky Viknesh]

Flashback 1 is non erotic, flashback 2 is semi erortic, flashback 3 to be too erotic. super super

[kk007007]

Flashback 1 is non erotic, flashback 2 is semi erortic, flashback 3 to be too erotic. super super

Exactly most people dont get it

[Sanjay Sen]

EXCELLENT   update

[Jayam Ramana]

Gifs posted take the eroticism to the next level. 
Not sure if that matches with what  happened between Srinu and Ganga.

Awesome update 

[fuckandforget]

Whatta a horny and erotic updates. Thanks for giving a big update.

[Deepak Sanjeev]

Super erotic update. Thanks for it.

Did srinu leak again in bed in their first night. What different disappointments in bed has driven Ganga to open her legs to other men. Waiting to read how the events going to disclose.