17-09-2019, 05:50 PM
The Romantic eyes.
After the kiss my life just changes altogether. I was horny from that day onwards. Nitu had completely taken over my mind. She was everywhere. Me and Nitu had our eyes on each other the whole time together. We obviously made sure that no one gets a hint about us. The one thing I learned is about eyes. When a gal is interested in you, her eyes looks very much different. It’s the most powerful eyes you can come across. Every guy must have experience this at least once in life time. Even the looser get to see this once at least. Her eyes had become round and big. The pupils were larger in size than normal. It pierced into my heart. It felt as if her eyes wanted to eat me away. I never experienced this. Normally her eyes where different. Today it was as if she had some surgery and replaced them with this sexy lusty eyes. I was mesmerized by the. I called them the romantic eyes.
Dead end
I was fucking her in all possibly ways in my mind. I wanted to feel her more, kiss her more, and feel ever flesh of hers. My head and cock were getting crazy. The next day I went home after college preparing more than 100 scenarios of kissing her and feeling her. I got a surprise of my life at home. As Rahul was going to appear for board exams in few months and he was obviously bad in studies. His mom Anita had decided to take leave from office and help him concentrate more. Seeing her I wanted to cry. I asked god 100 times why was he doing this to me. What fun was he having in all these things? Our lord Krishna had gopis around him. He had girlfriends and he didn’t marry them. He had 1000s of wives. He enjoyed in every possible ways. Here I only wanted this one gal, whom I got after sooooo much struggle and pain. And I even couldn’t get near her. Her mother who worked her whole life, why the hell did she choose to stay home at this exact movement. I doubted if she knew anything about me and Nitu.
Thinking about it was more scary so I left that thought. And why the hell the idiot was an idiot and bad at studies. It soo simple. Just concentrate in class and study for 3 hours regularly. He wouldn’t have needed somebody to guide him. I just thought all bizarre things I could. By the way I apologized to Krishna later as I didn’t want a permanent problem. He was the lord, he can do anything and I was just a kid.
The sad group
I was sad and dejected and went home. Arpita stayed at Rahul’s home for studying as they both were in same class. I just slept away watching TV. Nitu couldn’t come to me as she was also asked to study at home.
I was all alone and depressed. Everyone were busy with their life. I didn’t know if Nitu missed me or not, I only felt my pain and felt she was not feeling anything. We are selfish lovers. We only feel our pain, we always feel that our partner is happy the other end. That’s why long distance relationships fail.
Anyways in the evening I met Rahul. I was not keen in meeting him as I was sad in my own world. He was out of his home as his mother had given him few moments to enjoy freedom. The first thing which came out of his mouth startled me. The hate the bitch.
Me: Which bitch.
Rahul: My mom.
That brought a smile on my face. I wanted to smile to the maximum, but controlled myself.
Me: She is your mom bro.
Rahul: I know. But what can I do. I was having a blast everyday with arpita. Because of mom I can’t even look at my loves face.
I consoled him and told him that even I missed Nitu. Actually now I had forgotten about Nitu for a moment. My head was swirling with thoughts that a son had called his mom a bitch. It was new for me at that time. It kicked me. My mind was making all possible scene which revolved around it. Rahul was saying lot of stuffs but my mind was watching Rahul fuck his mom and screaming “you bitch” and all possible fucking bad words. The most exciting scene was where his mom was in all fours and Rahul was fucking her ass hole with full force and speed. He held her hairs like a rein of a horse. He was riding the fastest horse. The wanted to laugh and shag but couldn’t do much as Rahul was sad and frustrated. At that moment his mom called him and he went back for studies. That night the scene of incest running in my head just made me shag many times and the it was about the bitch who was caming between me and my love.
She the winner
The next day I met nitu and told her about my sadness. I wanted to confront her for not showing the same kind of love I had for her. Now I was new to love and obviously didn’t know much about it and mostly about woman. In my head I had played the complaining scene man times and I was winning in it. She pleaded for my forgiveness at the end allowed me to fuck her. But in reality that never happens. Her reactions were of surprising. She looked at me in total disgust. Her eyes filled with tears and asked me how could I judge her. She said she died a 100 times inside her and couldn’t sleep the whole night for not being with the love of her life and that was me. I was totally in shock. I suddenly felt being the villain here and didn’t know how to respond. I cursed many times in the mind for thinking like that. I fell on my knees and apologized to her. She didn’t relent at first. My constant begging like a beggar or a dog did the trick. She at the end stopped crying. I was happy that I made her smile again. We laughed and went to our classes as we didn’t want to highlight our love to anybody. I was still cursing myself for doubting her intentions, but I didn’t know this at that point that this was just the beginning. I didn’t know that I could never win this battle against her or any other gal who would be in my life. So is the case with everyone. Before confronting her you feel it’s a winning case, but women have the power to manipulate guys so well that at the end you curse yourself for bringing up the matter and doubting her.
The F1 team
So as things progressed I was getting hungry for more. I wanted her so much or I wanted to fuck if we say in a frank way. At that age we always confuse sex with love. I made all possible attempt to touch her or hug her. She on the other hand always tried to avoid me as she was afraid of people. I was horny as hell. My cock was always in attention seeing her. I could x ray her nakedness behind the clothes. Whenever we had the chance, we would kiss like hungry dogs. Our tongues would lick every part of the face and inside mouth in record time. We had to do everything quick to be safe. We were life F1 team. Sometimes we would kiss, clean and get ready within 60 seconds. We could never find much time. Somebody or the other would be around and we had to be safe.
After the kiss my life just changes altogether. I was horny from that day onwards. Nitu had completely taken over my mind. She was everywhere. Me and Nitu had our eyes on each other the whole time together. We obviously made sure that no one gets a hint about us. The one thing I learned is about eyes. When a gal is interested in you, her eyes looks very much different. It’s the most powerful eyes you can come across. Every guy must have experience this at least once in life time. Even the looser get to see this once at least. Her eyes had become round and big. The pupils were larger in size than normal. It pierced into my heart. It felt as if her eyes wanted to eat me away. I never experienced this. Normally her eyes where different. Today it was as if she had some surgery and replaced them with this sexy lusty eyes. I was mesmerized by the. I called them the romantic eyes.
Dead end
I was fucking her in all possibly ways in my mind. I wanted to feel her more, kiss her more, and feel ever flesh of hers. My head and cock were getting crazy. The next day I went home after college preparing more than 100 scenarios of kissing her and feeling her. I got a surprise of my life at home. As Rahul was going to appear for board exams in few months and he was obviously bad in studies. His mom Anita had decided to take leave from office and help him concentrate more. Seeing her I wanted to cry. I asked god 100 times why was he doing this to me. What fun was he having in all these things? Our lord Krishna had gopis around him. He had girlfriends and he didn’t marry them. He had 1000s of wives. He enjoyed in every possible ways. Here I only wanted this one gal, whom I got after sooooo much struggle and pain. And I even couldn’t get near her. Her mother who worked her whole life, why the hell did she choose to stay home at this exact movement. I doubted if she knew anything about me and Nitu.
Thinking about it was more scary so I left that thought. And why the hell the idiot was an idiot and bad at studies. It soo simple. Just concentrate in class and study for 3 hours regularly. He wouldn’t have needed somebody to guide him. I just thought all bizarre things I could. By the way I apologized to Krishna later as I didn’t want a permanent problem. He was the lord, he can do anything and I was just a kid.
The sad group
I was sad and dejected and went home. Arpita stayed at Rahul’s home for studying as they both were in same class. I just slept away watching TV. Nitu couldn’t come to me as she was also asked to study at home.
I was all alone and depressed. Everyone were busy with their life. I didn’t know if Nitu missed me or not, I only felt my pain and felt she was not feeling anything. We are selfish lovers. We only feel our pain, we always feel that our partner is happy the other end. That’s why long distance relationships fail.
Anyways in the evening I met Rahul. I was not keen in meeting him as I was sad in my own world. He was out of his home as his mother had given him few moments to enjoy freedom. The first thing which came out of his mouth startled me. The hate the bitch.
Me: Which bitch.
Rahul: My mom.
That brought a smile on my face. I wanted to smile to the maximum, but controlled myself.
Me: She is your mom bro.
Rahul: I know. But what can I do. I was having a blast everyday with arpita. Because of mom I can’t even look at my loves face.
I consoled him and told him that even I missed Nitu. Actually now I had forgotten about Nitu for a moment. My head was swirling with thoughts that a son had called his mom a bitch. It was new for me at that time. It kicked me. My mind was making all possible scene which revolved around it. Rahul was saying lot of stuffs but my mind was watching Rahul fuck his mom and screaming “you bitch” and all possible fucking bad words. The most exciting scene was where his mom was in all fours and Rahul was fucking her ass hole with full force and speed. He held her hairs like a rein of a horse. He was riding the fastest horse. The wanted to laugh and shag but couldn’t do much as Rahul was sad and frustrated. At that moment his mom called him and he went back for studies. That night the scene of incest running in my head just made me shag many times and the it was about the bitch who was caming between me and my love.
She the winner
The next day I met nitu and told her about my sadness. I wanted to confront her for not showing the same kind of love I had for her. Now I was new to love and obviously didn’t know much about it and mostly about woman. In my head I had played the complaining scene man times and I was winning in it. She pleaded for my forgiveness at the end allowed me to fuck her. But in reality that never happens. Her reactions were of surprising. She looked at me in total disgust. Her eyes filled with tears and asked me how could I judge her. She said she died a 100 times inside her and couldn’t sleep the whole night for not being with the love of her life and that was me. I was totally in shock. I suddenly felt being the villain here and didn’t know how to respond. I cursed many times in the mind for thinking like that. I fell on my knees and apologized to her. She didn’t relent at first. My constant begging like a beggar or a dog did the trick. She at the end stopped crying. I was happy that I made her smile again. We laughed and went to our classes as we didn’t want to highlight our love to anybody. I was still cursing myself for doubting her intentions, but I didn’t know this at that point that this was just the beginning. I didn’t know that I could never win this battle against her or any other gal who would be in my life. So is the case with everyone. Before confronting her you feel it’s a winning case, but women have the power to manipulate guys so well that at the end you curse yourself for bringing up the matter and doubting her.
The F1 team
So as things progressed I was getting hungry for more. I wanted her so much or I wanted to fuck if we say in a frank way. At that age we always confuse sex with love. I made all possible attempt to touch her or hug her. She on the other hand always tried to avoid me as she was afraid of people. I was horny as hell. My cock was always in attention seeing her. I could x ray her nakedness behind the clothes. Whenever we had the chance, we would kiss like hungry dogs. Our tongues would lick every part of the face and inside mouth in record time. We had to do everything quick to be safe. We were life F1 team. Sometimes we would kiss, clean and get ready within 60 seconds. We could never find much time. Somebody or the other would be around and we had to be safe.
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