my of shirt and my hands went inside her top. It brought shivers in my body. Her hand slipping inside my shirt. And my hand rolling over her breasts inside her top. The touch was amazing. I really thought our relationship was moving too fast.6 days after the proposal we were at the centre of the ground in the dark. Was it good? Was it decent to do these things? Who cares? I continued cuddling her, kissing her. She put her teeth deep inside my neck.
“Jaan, easy we are in public.” I said it naughtily.
“I want to give you a love bite which is visible to everyone, so that no girl will come close to you.”
“Why will a girl come close to me? I am always with you. How can I go to someone else?”
“Still let the world know that you are mine. Just mine. And no one can get you now. I love you. Love you a lot. You are my kid. My bachha.So innocent. So sweet. My MR PERFECT.”
“Ok jaan.Then let me give you a love bite too.”
I kissed her hard below her neck until she moaned.
“Now no one will come close to you also. I can’t see you going with some one else. Please never ever leave me. I am all yours now.”
After this cute romantic conversation we left for home. I had my dinner and I called her up.
“Hey tomorrow also the same time. We won’t go to class. we will meet up.”
“Aadi… do you want kt?”
“No I want you. I need you beside me. I will wait for you.”
I hung up. I knew she would come. She never showed that she needed me. She wanted me beside her. But I knew. I reached the ground. She had reached there before me and was waiting. She had worn my favourite red top and a skirt. We had Pani Puri and sat on the ground like the previous day. Without waiting, we were onto each other. We just used to find a chance to make up. A new passion of a new relationship. She was driving me crazy by her touches and her looks. Her expressions. My fingers rolling all over her body. I realised she had worn bikini type panties. That was my fantasy. I had told her once. It meant she wanted me to touch her. I did not cross my limits. It was not the right time. But it was one of the sexiest moments that we both shared.
We adjusted ourselves and she asked me
“Are you touching a girl for the first time?”
A sensation of fear went through my body. Within a second, my dick came back to normal size. What was going to happen next? She had asked a question that would have shattered everything. Definitely, she was not the first girl I was touching. Should I tell her the truth or hide it?
“What happened bacchu, answer me?” I knew she wanted to hear positive response. But it wasn’t the case. I had to answer it.
I somehow held my nerves and said ‘no’.
She was not surprised by this. She gave me a normal look.
“What happened?” I asked.
“I knew this jaan.The way you were getting close to me. The way you touched me. The way you kissed me. The first kiss on the first date. I knew I am not the first girl in your life.”
“I wanted to tell you this. But I never got a chance. You are right. You are not the first girl in my life. But I never crossed my limits with any girl. I was never so physical with any one. Trust me”
I was afraid of losing her. I hoped she would trust me.
“Yes, I do trust you. I am not fighting with you, I am not upset. I knew this the very first day when you kissed me. But I thought you would tell me this thing someday. But you didn’t.”
“Sorry jaan, I thought I might lose you. And I can’t afford to lose you. I am really sorry.”
She smiled and hugged me. I almost cried at that moment. She kissed my eyes. I was not able to believe that this girl loved me so much. She could forgive me in a few minutes. I loved her more. I gave her a sweet kiss on her cheeks.