21-01-2019, 08:12 PM
(This post was last modified: 21-01-2019, 10:55 PM by GenLeonidas2019.)
Parul had been with a couple of guys before me. Nothing physical other than hand holding in public areas, but before we started our relation, she had come clean on everyone of her exes. Most of them were just friends, the facebook ones were she could keep the safety of distance and the thrill of chatting up the other gender.
I had my suspicion that she must have gotten physical with atleast someone, but couldn’t muster the courage to tell me. But that is all in the past, even if she has then it shouldn’t define our future together. And moreover, I had been with different girls in the past as well. And I also told her everything and she accepted it all with an open mind.
The first few months I was restricted to only hugging her and touching her face and arms, but slowly the fire started building up in both of us. We used to sit in park benches after class. She nuzzle into my neck and cheeks, gave soft peck on them. It used to arouse me so much but all I could do at that time was hug her tightly. But she started noticing the bulge in my pants. She knew that the touch of her smooth, dusky skin caused all sorts of tingle sensation in me. I keep telling her that her dusky tone and her smile give her a “DESI GIRL” vibe. Sort of Zoe Saldana mixed with Deepika Padukone. But better than both. Then one day we decided to go for a movie together. I had decided that day that I would explore her, come what may. I booked the wall corner ticket, and we went for the morning show. It was the go to show for college couples who needed the safety and privacy. More often these days, public parks were becoming hotspots for anti-social elements.
The movie started and about 20 mins. Into it, she pulled my arms and pulled me closer against her. I leaned in and kissed her soft cheeks. She looked into my eyes and asked “Promise you won’t leave me.” I said the only thing I could. “Never.” Not because I wanted to get into her pants. Which I did. But because it was true. She is a beautiful, kind and gentle soul and I could only thank my stars that she chose me as her partner. She gave a small peck on my lips.
I parted my lips but she pulled her head back into a NO. Was it my smell? I asked her. She just said she had never French Kissed anyone. Then I asked her to let me be the lucky one.
I leaned into her one more time and put my lips on hers. She parted her lips and I rolled my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues met each other and there it was, the first time I tasted my lovely Parul. Her saliva was running into mine, our tongues rolling back and forth. She put her hand on the back of my head pulled me into her. I started sucking her lower lips as she kept playing with my tongue. We did this for another 5 mins. And now the bulge in my pants had turned into a full on hard-on. My hands went to her waist and I undid the cardigan buttons of her. She tilted her head into a NO but I just kept looking at her, pulling her soft lips with mine gently. I pulled her shirt first, then her inner vest till I reached her soft tummy. It was so soft that I kept running my hands over on it, caressing her belly button. She jerked a little and shivered. I guess that was her first orgasm with me. My hands kept going north of her stomach until I felt a soft fabric which I undoubtedly knew what it was.
She held my hand in a firm grip and that was the first time I also realized she not just some “ABLA NAARI”, this girl has strength in her. She firmly said NO.
I looked into her eyes and said “We’ve been together for little more than 2 months, you’ve trusted me enough to let me taste you. You keep brushing your tight body against mine in the parks and I still control myself. Let me do this. I’ve waited to taste these for very long.”
Maybe it was my words that flattered her, maybe it was the situation we were in, but her grip loosened on my wrist. But she still didn’t let go. My fingers made their way to the outer curves of her bra, and with my other hand I pulled up her shirt to her upper chest to reveal what lay underneath. I looked around, there was no one in our row, or two rows behind us. There was a couple in front of our row, but they busy smooching each other to mind us any attention.
I focused on her. Parul was uncomfortable now. Look on her face was clear that I was the first guy to see her like this. She was wearing a white bra that had black borders all around. But what they held within them was two medium pear shaped breasts. I pulled down one cup and it revealed to me a dark, choclate areola and a nipple begging to get sucked on. I looked at her face and she was not looking me. In fact, she had turned her face sideways. I knew she was not enjoying this. I brought my face closer to those beautiful pears. She smelled so wonderful. It fired all the nerves in my brains. I opened my mouth and put the little nipple in it. I kept sucking on it while my other hand went inside the other cup and started feeling the weight of them. They felt so soft and tender. I put the entire areola in my mouth, looking into her eyes. She just looked into my eyes once, turned her face and said “I guess this is enough.” I decided to stop and not push my luck any further. I just gave a soft peck on both cleavage, pulled her shirt down. Buttoned up her cardigan again and sat beside her.
She sat still for the rest of the movie, occasionally looking over into her phone screen. She neither spoke nor asked anything. At interval I asked her if she would’ve liked something to eat and she just shaked her head into a NO.
Maybe I had crossed my limits. Maybe I have pushed my luck too much today. Maybe she will rethink about being with me. All sorts of thought came to me.
I had my suspicion that she must have gotten physical with atleast someone, but couldn’t muster the courage to tell me. But that is all in the past, even if she has then it shouldn’t define our future together. And moreover, I had been with different girls in the past as well. And I also told her everything and she accepted it all with an open mind.
The first few months I was restricted to only hugging her and touching her face and arms, but slowly the fire started building up in both of us. We used to sit in park benches after class. She nuzzle into my neck and cheeks, gave soft peck on them. It used to arouse me so much but all I could do at that time was hug her tightly. But she started noticing the bulge in my pants. She knew that the touch of her smooth, dusky skin caused all sorts of tingle sensation in me. I keep telling her that her dusky tone and her smile give her a “DESI GIRL” vibe. Sort of Zoe Saldana mixed with Deepika Padukone. But better than both. Then one day we decided to go for a movie together. I had decided that day that I would explore her, come what may. I booked the wall corner ticket, and we went for the morning show. It was the go to show for college couples who needed the safety and privacy. More often these days, public parks were becoming hotspots for anti-social elements.
The movie started and about 20 mins. Into it, she pulled my arms and pulled me closer against her. I leaned in and kissed her soft cheeks. She looked into my eyes and asked “Promise you won’t leave me.” I said the only thing I could. “Never.” Not because I wanted to get into her pants. Which I did. But because it was true. She is a beautiful, kind and gentle soul and I could only thank my stars that she chose me as her partner. She gave a small peck on my lips.
I parted my lips but she pulled her head back into a NO. Was it my smell? I asked her. She just said she had never French Kissed anyone. Then I asked her to let me be the lucky one.
I leaned into her one more time and put my lips on hers. She parted her lips and I rolled my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues met each other and there it was, the first time I tasted my lovely Parul. Her saliva was running into mine, our tongues rolling back and forth. She put her hand on the back of my head pulled me into her. I started sucking her lower lips as she kept playing with my tongue. We did this for another 5 mins. And now the bulge in my pants had turned into a full on hard-on. My hands went to her waist and I undid the cardigan buttons of her. She tilted her head into a NO but I just kept looking at her, pulling her soft lips with mine gently. I pulled her shirt first, then her inner vest till I reached her soft tummy. It was so soft that I kept running my hands over on it, caressing her belly button. She jerked a little and shivered. I guess that was her first orgasm with me. My hands kept going north of her stomach until I felt a soft fabric which I undoubtedly knew what it was.
She held my hand in a firm grip and that was the first time I also realized she not just some “ABLA NAARI”, this girl has strength in her. She firmly said NO.
I looked into her eyes and said “We’ve been together for little more than 2 months, you’ve trusted me enough to let me taste you. You keep brushing your tight body against mine in the parks and I still control myself. Let me do this. I’ve waited to taste these for very long.”
Maybe it was my words that flattered her, maybe it was the situation we were in, but her grip loosened on my wrist. But she still didn’t let go. My fingers made their way to the outer curves of her bra, and with my other hand I pulled up her shirt to her upper chest to reveal what lay underneath. I looked around, there was no one in our row, or two rows behind us. There was a couple in front of our row, but they busy smooching each other to mind us any attention.
I focused on her. Parul was uncomfortable now. Look on her face was clear that I was the first guy to see her like this. She was wearing a white bra that had black borders all around. But what they held within them was two medium pear shaped breasts. I pulled down one cup and it revealed to me a dark, choclate areola and a nipple begging to get sucked on. I looked at her face and she was not looking me. In fact, she had turned her face sideways. I knew she was not enjoying this. I brought my face closer to those beautiful pears. She smelled so wonderful. It fired all the nerves in my brains. I opened my mouth and put the little nipple in it. I kept sucking on it while my other hand went inside the other cup and started feeling the weight of them. They felt so soft and tender. I put the entire areola in my mouth, looking into her eyes. She just looked into my eyes once, turned her face and said “I guess this is enough.” I decided to stop and not push my luck any further. I just gave a soft peck on both cleavage, pulled her shirt down. Buttoned up her cardigan again and sat beside her.
She sat still for the rest of the movie, occasionally looking over into her phone screen. She neither spoke nor asked anything. At interval I asked her if she would’ve liked something to eat and she just shaked her head into a NO.
Maybe I had crossed my limits. Maybe I have pushed my luck too much today. Maybe she will rethink about being with me. All sorts of thought came to me.
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