Romance My Experience with Love

[avsji]

That was a sincere compliment, I guess. I naturally responded with,

"Well, thank you!

"Can I… can I touch it? If you don’t mind that is…"

"Touch what?" I knew exactly what she wanted to touch.

"Your chhunni."

"I guess it is okay. But, it is not clean."

Mother had taught me how to take good care of it. She taught me the "right way" to pee and also told me to clean it after each use. But it was embarrassing to use her advice when I was in college, and since boys are boys - they don’t always do what their mothers tell them to do.

"It is okay."

She said and reached for my penis. She explored fully this time - she also held my testicles, checking for its weight - I asked her to be careful, as she could hurt me. She was very careful - her feather touch fingers on my organs felt wonderful! She squeezed lightly to test the sturdiness of my shaft and length and perimeter of the organ. When done, as if satisfied with what she observed, she tapped playfully at the tip of my penis, and winked at me,

"I like it."

"Hmm?"

"This silly," this time she took my penis between her forefinger and thumb, and gave it a little shake, "I like your chhunni."

"Don’t tease me." I protested.

"Not at all. You look so handsome this way! I had no idea."

I was getting strangely and inexplicably excited because of all this. I am not sure whether that was sexual excitement or simply adventure of being naked. But at that moment, a lot of blood was flowing through my organ. My penis twitched as the result. She noticed.

"Oh! I see." she smiled, "Ye bhi khush hai apni badhai sun ke." (This too is happy for being praised.)

She again covered the entire length and girth in her slender hand and pushed her hand back, partially exposing my glans. Of course, my erection was not very strong one; it could rather be described as a cute erection. Encouraged, she pushed further, and exposed the head completely. Even I noticed it for the first time – the pink color was interesting. Also, for the first time during this entire episode, I felt utterly naked. The whole experience was different. She was a friend, a classmate, a known face, a potential tease… but somehow, she also felt safe.

"Mmm… it is so cute! You know that?"

I blinked. I did not know what else to do. She explored my penis as much as she wanted and then finally let go. She was slightly disappointed that it could not yet grow as much as her dad’s did, but she was happy to have seen and explored something that was considered so forbidden by the society. I was too paralyzed to do anything - even put my knickers back on. She told me to keep it clean under the skin, as she noticed some smegma forming.

What Rachna did next was unbelievable. True to her promise, she reached down, picked the hem of her frock and lifted it over her body. She was wearing a white camisole and a pair of panties under her frock. As she spread her frock outward, standing there, she giggled, and pulled the camisole all the way off. She stood there naked, letting me see every inch of her naked breasts. That was the first time she showed me her breasts. I was amazed to know how such a beautiful and perfect organ could be so much inconvenient for her. It was almost unbelievable! Her skin was clear, without any blemish. Her nipples and areola were of dark burnt orange color. The size of the areola was not more than a one rupee coin and the nipple was only as large as a pea. Honestly, in her nakedness, she looked like a fairy to me… absolutely beautiful!

My mouth fell open; I absentmindedly licked my lips. I was nervous, not because of my own nakedness, but because of Rachna’s! She looked so beautiful! I got up and came closer to her, so close in fact that she could feel my breath on her nipples. My hands shook, and my breathing was in breathless, little gasps. I was tempted to do it before Rachna stopped this show. I lowered my head slightly and my lips brushed her nipple gently.

"Pi lo (suck them)" she whispered her encouragement.

So, Rachna was not going anywhere. I was assured. She too wanted me to do what I wanted. I opened my mouth and ran my tongue around the areola before wrapping my lips around that nipple. Unknown to her, I knew how to suck a woman’s breasts. I sucked Rachna’s nipple into my mouth, and the more I sucked on it, the more erect it became. I expected it to behave this way. Ma’s nipples also behaved in the exact same manner. I looked at Rachna’s face while sucking and found that she had closed her eyes. I moved my hand down her stomach to her nether region; my hand was shaking as I moved my fingers across her crotch. I did that as gently as possible or rather almost fearful. Indeed, she did not have a penis.