My first sexual encounter - Part 2
At around 3 in the afternoon, I got a text from Suresh. Suresh – Hi, Missing you. Me – I was there just this morning. Missing me so soon? Suresh – I can’t get you out of my head. I had the most amazing night. Me – It was amazing indeed. Suresh – You promised to meet this evening. Remember? Me – Yes. I told mom that I would be going out with a friend. Suresh – Nice. So when do I pick you up? Me – At 7. I left my place and parked the scooty at the mechanic’s, where Suresh was waiting for me. I got on the back of his bike and hugged him tightly from behind. Once we reached his place, it was nothing like last night. Last night it was filled with drunk, passed-out guys, smelling of smoke and alcohol, completely out of order. But today, the house was squeaky clean, with a nice jasmine fragrance coming from the lit candles. As soon as we entered his place, he pulled me closer and started kissing me madly. I kissed him back. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths. Then he picked me up in his arms and took me inside the bedroom. It was also candle-lit, and the bed was completely covered with rose petals. It was so romantic. He dropped me on the bed, came over to me, and started kissing me again, pressing my boobs from over my clothes. After kissing and fondling me for a few minutes, he undressed. I was also very excited by now and removed my clothes. In no time, we were both in our birthday suits. I lay down with my legs spread. Suresh came on top of me and entered me. We picked off from where he had left. He was ramming my pussy. I was moaning loudly. Suresh – You like getting fucked. Don’t you? Me – I love getting fucked. Fuck me harder. Aaah…. He kept fucking me like that for about 5 minutes, took his dick out and said. Suresh – Turn over. Get on your hands and knees and be my bitch. I did as he said, and he started fucking me doggy style. He grabbed my hair and started riding me from behind. He was pulling my hair back with one hand and spanking my ass while fucking me. I was enjoying all this. Then in about 10 minutes, he came inside me. He fucked me 2 more times in the next hour. We were lying in bed, and I had my head on his chest. Suresh lit up a cigarette and started smoking. I took it from him and took a puff myself. I coughed badly as soon as I took my first puff and handed the cigarette back to him. Me – Eww. It’s so gross. How do you smoke it? Suresh – Haha. You get used to it after some time. Me – Hmm. I have to go. I need to go back home. Suresh – Stay with me, please. I want to be with you all the time. Me – I want that too, but I can’t. My parents will kill me if I go home late. Suresh – Ok. But before you go, make me cum once more. Then Suresh jumped me again and fucked me before dropping me off. Over the next month, Suresh fucked me whenever we got a chance. There were times when Jai was hanging out with his friends outside the room when I was getting fucked and moaning loudly inside. Of course, no one knew it was me. Suresh made sure that no one came to know who I was. But listening to my brother over his phone calls, I realized I was popular as the loud bitch. One day I told my parents I would sleep over at a friend’s house, to which they agreed. My friend knew I had found someone. I had used her name before to spend time with him, but she didn’t know who he was. Suresh and I fucked like rabbits that night. He fucked me twice in the morning, after which I told him I had to leave when Suresh said it was obvious. Suresh – Ok. But before you go, make me cum once more. Me – I am very sore. And you are not even ready. I said, pointing at his dick. Suresh – Just blow me then. Me – What? Suresh – Blowjob Ishika. Just suck my dick and make me cum once more. It’s my fantasy. Don’t say no, please. I had always thought of oral sex to be nasty and unhygienic. I told him I wouldn’t do that, but he insisted, so I caved in. I started sucking his dick, and it was a weird feeling. Then while blowing him, I looked up at his face. He had his eyes closed and had an ecstatic look on his face. He was enjoying it immensely. I hadn’t even seen that look while he was fucking me. I liked that he was feeling such pleasure. He came on my boobs and then dropped me off. A month later, I left for my college. I had gotten into a good college, but it was 7 hours away from my hometown. I was staying in the college hostel. I had been assigned a shared room, and my roommate was Neha. She was a metro-city girl from a wealthy family. Since we shared the room, we soon became friends. She told me that she had two boyfriends in junior college, which was normal in metro cities. She is still in a relationship with her last boyfriend. I also told her about Suresh. Over the next one and a half years, during the holidays, Suresh fucked me whenever we got the chance. Then one day, my brother Jai told me that Suresh was getting married. I thought he was joking. How can it be? How can he marry someone else when I am the one he loves? So I called Suresh, but he didn’t pick up. I then called a friend of mine, and she confirmed it. Suresh was getting married. I was devastated and angry. Two weeks later, I went home during the mid-semester break. I reached home, and I decided to confront Suresh. I went to his home and started shouting at him as soon as he opened the door. At that moment, I didn’t care if I was making a scene. But he grabbed my hand, pulled me inside, and closed the door. Once inside, I shook off his hand and started shouting at him again. I was so angry. He asked me to calm down, but I didn’t listen and kept shouting at him. Then, suddenly, he slapped me hard on my face. Suresh – Shut up, you bitch. I don’t understand what you are so angry about. Me – (with tears forming in my eyes) You are getting married? Suresh – So what? Me – So what? How can you marry anyone else? Suresh – Haha. I thought you were smart, but you are so dumb.