The Passions
“This has got to be the best thing that ever happened to me”. This was the thought that ran through Rohan’s mind as he stood with the love of his life, Riya, in his arms. They were in his room at Rohan’s house and he was reveling in every sensation that she gave him. As he held her in his embrace, her smell intoxicated him, her touch brought forth pulses of pleasure and the sound of her gentle breathing sounded sweeter than anything he had ever heard before. They were both lost in each other, oblivious to everything around them, in fact all that existed in the world for them was the person they held in their arms. But first, I’d better explain how they got there in the first place. Rohan was an ordinary guy. At 19 years old,5’8” and 75 kgs, he wasn’t bad to look at, but he wasn’t exactly a model either. Riya, his long-time friend was a year younger at 18. She was your average girl next door with a slender figure, long hair and a smile that lit up a room. At 5’4” and 51 kgs, she had delicate features with eyes that sparkled when she smiled. They had met each other for the first time when they were young respectively . They became classmates and friends when Rohan joined Riya’s school. Since then, their friendship had grown and eventually Riya was the one whom Rohan relied on most in times of need, whether he needed a shoulder to cry on or to share a secret with. As time passed and both of them hit puberty, their bodies started changing and so did their emotions. They became aware of each other in new ways. Riya started developing breasts, little buds at first, which grew rapidly over her adolescence. Rohan discovered that his penis had more uses than he knew previously. The first time he masturbated, he felt as if he was going to die there and then. All through this, they supported, comforted and helped each other. Rohan didn’t know exactly when, but his liking for her developed into a full blown crush. He realized it one day 6 months ago, and the realization startled and excited him in equal measure. He found himself thinking of her all the time. As this grew, she became an obsession for him, until he decided that he simply had to have her,at any cost. He tried to maintain the same behaviour with her as before but found it increasingly difficult to do so. As with any teenage boy, hormones were raging and slowly but surely, he began being attracted to her. He looked at her as he had never seen her… slender body which moved as gracefully as the wind, her breasts which were ripe and firm and her hips which swayed when she walked fuelled his fantasies, as he masturbated furiously at night thinking about her. One day when he couldn’t take it anymore, he went up to her and said, “ Riya, I’ve known you my whole life, and when I look back, I’ve always felt the happiest when I’m with you. Your mere presence sends me soaring and fills me with this amazing sensation I can’t describe in words.” “ I wanna let you know that you are really special to me….and…I don’t know how to say this….”. After a pause he said, “ Thanks for standing by me, thanks for making me laugh when I was sad, for comforting me. Thanks for being a part of my life, Riya…thanks for being you”. Saying this, he turned away and ran without waiting for her to speak. She found him in his room, lying face down. She touched him slightly and he turned around and looked at her. He began to speak, but she silenced him with a finger on his lips. She said “You are the biggest idiot I have ever seen”. “What…why…but….” Rohan stammered. “ Dumbo….you said all those nice things to me and then ran away…” Riya said. “ But I…”. “Shh…Rohan….all you needed to say, all I wanted to hear…were those three words”. “And since you didn’t say it…I will”. “Rohan….I love you… I always have and always will.” Rohan managed to utter, “ I love you too Riya…more than anything in the world”. And that is how they found themselves hugging in his room. As they looked into each other’s eyes, love mixed with lust and longing. Without even speaking, their lips met, kissing tentatively at first. Their kiss got longer and they grew bolder, using their tongues to explore each other’s mouth. Rohan broke the kiss and looked at her. As their eyes met, she looked down shyly, with a coy smile on her face. Rohan took charge and made the first move. He picked her up in one motion, surprising her and threw her on the bed. Her face showed fear mixed with excitement, she knew what they were about to do would change their relationship forever and yet she wanted….no, she needed it. He bent over her and kissed her on soft skin. His kissing sent sent shivers down her spine and a moan escaped her lips. He took his time, exploring every inch of her with his lips and tongue. She responded to his actions by moaning louder and louder, she was getting aroused already, and both of them were still fully clothed!. Well that wouldn’t do would it, Rohan moved up to Riya’s top and unfastened the buttons, slowly, kissing the exposed skin as he went along. “What….Oh….” Riya blushed. Rohan slowly took off the top completely and threw it away from the bed. Riya was left with a bra, jeans and panties. “ You look amazing…” he said as he stared at her in wonder. He quickly attacked the bra, getting impatient. And she helped him remove it! Things were definitely heating up…she tried to cover her boobs with her hands but surrendered to his assault of kisses. As Rohan saw her boobs for the first time, he was spellbound. “ They’re so beautiful…so pretty…” he started stammering. “You can touch them” she whispered, and he did so, gently rubbing her left tit. As fingers brushed her nipple, she let out a sharp breath. Her nipples had always been sensitive she thought, even when she fingered herself thinking of him.