My Passion (Part 1)
Hi friends, This is Suraj frm Nagpur. My hobby is or u can say my passion is to have fun with girls from different states and I had also nearly successed to achieve and complete that passion. I had make relations with Gujrati, Punjabi, Maharastrian, Bengali, Kerala and almost all community girls and womens, except there are Kashmiris, Assames, Rajasthanis and some more still to complete the list. Let me tell you something more about myself. I m 24 yrs, wheatish coloured, well build body and a confident guy. I like to talk straight without puzzled and always be fast in each and every aspect, and… Thats all. Theres not much in me to tell about. So I want to share my best experience which I think I had never experienced with any girl. If you are the lady to complete my list please contact me on my e-mail : [email protected] Lets start from the beggining. This incident was of just few weeks before. My elder brother have a friend named Sunil, he got married two years back but I had not seen her wife. This diwali my bhaiya invited both of them at our home. They came 4-5 day after diwali and I had seen his wife first time. She is hardly 25 yrs of age, 5.7”, very fair, slimmed figured and very attractive Maarwadi . My bhaiya was not at home, so mummy had welcomed them and we both were talking with them. I was talking frankly with her as its my nature. They told mummy that they lives in a joined family and when he is in the office his wife get bore for the whole day. Then they went off after an hour. After few days I saw Sunil bhaiya and her wife were standing at the bus stop, waiting for something. She had weared a blue saree having her pallu on her head, light pink lipstick on her lips and looking awesome. I went to them on my bike and asked that what are they doing there? Sunil bhaiya replied that her wife is going in a marriage cermony and as she dont know the venue, he came to leave her at the bus stop and find a proper bus to go there. As I was also going at the same route, I asked her to drop her where she want to go. Sunil bhaiya said yes and she sat on my bike holding her hand at the back of the bike. I told her to hold properly. As we proceed, due to some breakers she gets a pushed accidently towards me and kept her hand on my shoulder and hold my thigh by her another hand. As the road was little damaged, she kept her hand and herself in the same position. Her medium sized boobs were pussing me from the back and I was enjoying her touch. They are getting pressed again and again. After sometime of our travel I asked her, ”Bhaabi, aapka naam kya hai.”She said, ” Swapna.”And we started talking about each other. I was enjoying her warm feeling caused by her regular touches, may be she was also enjoying that. After sometime we reached the venue. Bhaabi said to come inside and I followed her, she introduced me with her parents as they were also there and said to sit and have some snacks. I refused but she was forcing me to sit. After a while the music started louder so I went closer to her and in her ear I said, ”Bhaabi, please mai late ho raha hu. Phir kabhi aapke ghar aaunga toh khaana khaa kar jaaunga.” and I lightly touched her ear by my lips acting as it was by mistake but she was ok. She came with me at the gate and said ”Bye” and then I leaved. After that she visited twice at my home alone. Once when my mummy was busy in the kitchen, we both were sitting in the living room. I asked her, ”Aapka cell number kya hai.” She replied, ”Aap kyu pucch rahe hai.”I said, ”Kabhi koi jarurat padh gaye toh aap ko call kar dunga.”And we exchanged our cell numbers. She told mummy about her family disorders that they are not getting well with each other and always have argument between them for small things. Her husband had not much time for her and always came late at night sometimes even drunked. My mummy assured her to talk with Sunil about this matter. After few days my family went out of station for two days to attend a marriage of my cousin sister. I called Swapna bhaabi on her cell and asked, ”Hi bhaabi, aap ish waqt kya kar rahe ho?”She said, ”Kuch nahi, bus TV dekh rahe hu. Par aapne aaj phone kaise kar liya. Kuch kaam tha kya.”I said, ”Kuch khash kaam nahi tha. Ghar par akela bore ho raha tha. Kya aap company dene ke liye aa sakte ho.”She said,”Kyu aunty aur saab kaha gaye.”I told her that they were out of station. Then she said that if she will manage then she will come and we disconnected the call. After that I had finish my lunch and was just watching TV and waiting for her having not much expection that she will come. At about 2 pm, I heard the door bell and opened the door. It was Swapna bhaabi in a light pink salwar suit and the duppatta on her head as always, looking awesome like a pink rose. I welcomed her, tell her to sit and I sat next to her on the sofa. As I was sitting close to her my shoulder is getting touch to her shoulder and also our knees. We started talking and I said, ”Ghar par kya bataakar aye ho?”She answered, ”Yahe ki aunty ke ghar par jaa rahe hu.”I said, ”Aap baitho mai aake liye chai banata hu.”She replied, ”Nahi mai khaana khakar aai hu.”But I make it unheard and and got stand to go in the kitchen. She hold my hand and pulled me down to make me sit and said, ”Mai chai peene nahi aayi hu, ghar par bore ho rahi thi toh socha tumse baat karke waqt guzar jayenga.”As she had pulled me, now her hand was holding my hand and my other hand was on her thigh. We were in the same position for some time then I moved my hand around to her neck resting on sofa, not touching her and again started talking. Then I started moving my hand on her neck and touching her neck and cheeks by my finger. Now we were not talking anything and looking towards TV but our concentration was not on the TV. I hold her chin and slowly moved her face towards myself. I bend towards her and kissed her lips.