Continuing from where I left off in the previous part.
P and I had a small spontaneous encounter in the car. I continued to drive for about 30 minutes. There was a scenic spot on the hillside, where P wanted some photos of her. I never understood this craze of taking so many photos.
I personally take a couple of photos that I upload to my Instagram, and then enjoy the view. You miss out on experiencing nature when you are busy taking photos. I kept this to myself and took the photos that she wanted, as she posed in different styles.
She also asked one of the tourists there to take a photo of us together. I told her that it is a bit risky, as someone might see it on the phone. She told me not to worry, the photo will be backed up onto her private account, and she will delete the photo from the phone.
She said it’s a memory that she wanted to keep. I did not argue with her. We drove to other locations and the photo sessions continued. Then we went to the location of the waterfalls, but to get there, we had to do a small trek. She was not dressed for a trek. So, we had to skip it.
I had imagined kissing her near the waterfalls, but that will have to wait for another trip. As it was already about lunch time, I took her to the resort and entered the restaurant. One thing about P is that she is a vegetarian. So I was ordering only vegetarian food,
She said, “Why don’t you order non-veg for yourself?” to which I replied, “If I have non-veg, and I kiss you, it will be like you are eating Non-veg” with a wink. She just smiled and let it go, saying, “Oh, but you will clean your mouth, right? So, it’s fine.” But I still ordered only vegetarian.
During lunch, we fed each other from our plates. But I was still thinking about what to do next, as the trek was cancelled, and that would have taken most of the time. But now, how I make up that time was a question. I was scratching my head and doing research on my phone on other activities that we can do.
When we were coming close to the end of our lunch, P asked me, “What are we doing next?” a question that I was dreading. I told her about the trek and she said, “Why don’t we go somewhere where we can relax. It is, anyway, getting a little warm outside.”
I replied, “If you want to rest, I have a room reserved at the resort.” She jumped and said, “That’s great. Let’s check in and rest. Then we can decide what to do next.”
We paid the bill and were heading to the reservation desk. She asked me to go ahead and check us in while she used the ladies’ room. I did as she said and was waiting for her with the room key. When she came back, she was carrying a cover with her. I didn’t ask her what was in it.
While we were heading to the room, she was excited, holding my hand and talking very animatedly. I was listening to her, looking at her. She was glowing in the midday sun. Maybe it was me, but she seemed angelic. We went to the room, and P went to the washroom to freshen up a little.
While she was there, I sat on the bed and switched on the TV, browsing to see if something was interesting to watch. She came out of the washroom, crawled onto the bed, and lay down beside me. She keenly watched me for some time and said, “I am here. Stop focusing on the TV and focus on me.”
I turned off the TV and turned towards her. She stretched her arms out and pulled me into a hug. I slid onto the bed and embraced her. She snuggled into my chest and stayed there. “Your heart is beating very fast,” she said. I replied, saying, “It’s because of you.”
She turned her head up, looked me in the eyes and reached for my lips with hers. The moment they met, my embrace became a little tight, and I melted into her. The intensity of the kiss increased slowly; it started with small pecks that turned into a continuous kiss.
Then she slowly opened her mouth and flicked her tongue on my lips, and my tongue met hers, inviting it into my mouth. I was sucking on the tip of her tongue and slowly pulling her more and more into my mouth. Her taste was intoxicating.
She had moved her arms around my neck, and I had placed one of my hands on the back of her neck while my other hand was moving down to the opening of her top. I turned her onto her back with me on top. This kiss became deeper and deeper. And I started sucking and biting her lips a little.
My hand was now inside her top, reaching up for her breasts. I reached her bra and started pressing her on top of it. The position was getting awkward for me, so I turned on my side while turning her also along with me. I was hugging her with one hand. With the other, I was massaging her breast over the bra.
I could feel her chest responding to me, pushing herself into my hand. I found this as my invitation and moved my hand inside her bra. While doing this, I moved my lips from hers and started kissing her cheeks, her eyes, her neck and her collarbone. I saw that her eyes were closed and her breath was fast.
She then pushed me onto my back and straddled me. She got up with her legs placed on either side of me to catch her breath. I saw this as an opportunity and pulled her top over her head. With the top off, she was in her bra. I moved my hands to her bra straps and pushed them down her shoulders.
I pushed the bra down. I sat up and started kissing her shoulders slowly, slowly moving down towards her breasts. I pushed the bra down to (it was still hooked around her) and started placing kisses all around her breasts, avoiding her nipples. She was trying to push my face towards her nipples. I wanted her to guide me on what she wanted. So I took her right nipple in my mouth and started sucking her, while I started fondling her other nipple.
“That’s so nice. I wish I had milk in them for you to suck,” she said, which made me take more of her breast into my mouth. I moved to the other side and started sucking on the other nipple. She has, by this time, started to grind herself on me.
I slowly lay back down, pulling her along with me, with the nipple still in my mouth. After licking them, sucking them, pinching them, and biting them a little, I tried to push both the breasts together so that I could take both her nipples in my mouth at the same time, unsuccessfully.
I started kissing her cleavage area and started going up towards her mouth, placing kisses along the way. Her hair was open, and it was falling to the sides. I used my hands to move them to one side, holding her in my hand and pushed her towards me for the kiss.
After some time, I asked her to get up so that she could sit between my legs with her back to my chest. Once she was sitting between my legs, with her ass touching my penis, I started kissing her back and unhooked her bra. Her back was smooth.
I moved my hands up and down a couple of times before I reached around her with both my hands and pulled her closer to me. I was still fully clothed even at this point. While one hand was fondling her breasts, I started moving my other hand down to her stomach.
I continued to kiss her neck and back. Her head was tilted back, and her hands were on mine, guiding me. I moved my hand into her skirt and her already wet panties and placed my hand on her pussy. I started circling my fingers on the outside around her opening, teasing her.
She tried to push my hand towards her opening, but I continued to cup her and tease her. She could feel my breath on her neck and ear. She turned her head to the side and kissed me. In between the kiss, she whispered, “Please.”
I said, “Am I not pleasing you?” To which she said, “You are, but I need more.” I knew what she wanted, so I slowly started pushing my finger into her warm and wet pussy. This made her kiss me deeper. I started moving my finger in and out of her. She continued to kiss me, pulling my head closer to hers.
I began playing with her. I brought my finger out and brought my hand up. While we were kissing, I pushed the finger, dripping with her juices, between our mouths. I could smell her, and so could she. While we were sucking each other’s tongues, we sucked on each other’s fingers as well, tasting her juices.
I broke the kiss, but she continued to sucked on the finger for some time. When it was wet with her saliva, she guided my hand back to her pussy. This time, instead of inserting my finger into her, I moved it to her clitoris. That touch of my finger on her clit, makes her arch, falling into me.
This caught me by surprise, and I fell back, but did not let go of my hold on her breasts with my finger on her clit. I continued to rub it and play with it. I took it between my fingers and gave it a light squeeze. I could sense that she was about to come, but I did not want that. I wanted to drink her juices when she came.
I slid from under her, made her lie on her back, and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Then I continued to remove her skirt and her panties, and knelt between her legs. This is the first time that I have looked at her pussy. It was beautiful, clean-shaven, and the smell from her was intoxicating.
As I parted her lips, I could see the pink colour. I did not waste any time and started licking her, running my tongue up and down. She placed both of her legs on my shoulders and pushed my face into her. I was French kissing her with my nose, rubbing her clit.
I had wrapped one of my hands around her thigh to pull her closer to me while my other hand was playing with her breasts. She was also pushing my head into her while she was kneading her own breasts with the other hand. I ran my tongue up and down her labia for some time before resting on her clit.
I continued to lick and suck on her clit, and it was not long before her grip on my head got tighter, her thighs came closer, and the arch of her back became bigger. I stayed like that for some time, licking and enjoying her juices, while giving her time to cool down.
I got up and lay on top of her, ensuring that I don’t put my full weight on her and started kissing her again. The kiss was mixed with my saliva and her juices. While we were kissing, she could feel my hardness and moved her hand down. I was still in my clothes. She continued to rub me over my trousers.
She then pushed me off her, asking me to stand up. She was sitting on the edge of the bed with me standing in front of her. She started to unbuckle my belt, opened my trousers and pushed them down to my ankles. There was my dick standing in front of her, with my hardness on full display.
She grabbed hold of me and said, “It feels so hot.”
“Your hands are cold,” I replied, trying to be funny. But she didn’t say anything. She held my hardness in one hand while she cupped my ball sack with the other. I had this uncontrollable feeling that I would shoot my load right away. She slowly slid back on the bed and pulled her down towards me.
She continued to kiss me and slowly started guiding me to enter her. I don’t know what came over me, but I asked her, “Are you sure about this?”
“I am,” she replied. And so, as she guided, she spread her legs wide, giving me more access to enter her. Just as my tip touched her opening, I had this wild urge to give a strong push to enter, but I controlled myself. I saw that her eyes were closed, and so I closed mine as well.
With slow, small movements, I entered her. She was wet and also very warm. Once I was fully inside her, we stayed there for a few seconds, embracing each other. We were savouring the moment. Our first union. I melted into the warmth of her embrace and also of her presence around me.
I leaned back a little and opened my eyes to look at her. Her eyes were half closed. So, I moved out a little and in again. She opened her eyes and saw me looking at her. We made eye contact, and I let the instinct take over. As I moved, she was moving to support me.
The pace became faster, and I could feel the release building up inside me. We continued to maintain eye contact during the whole process. When I realised, I was about to release, I tried to pull out. But she had her legs wrapped around me. There was no escape; I was too close, and I fell onto her.
She could feel my jerks as I release into her. And I could feel her walls around me, squeezing the last drop out of me. We lay there with me inside her and she holding me for some time, before I rolled to the side and lay there for some time. We didn’t say anything.
“Why did you not let me out? I did not have a condom. What if something happens?” I asked. She calmly replied, “I am on the pill, so no need to worry.”
She got up and went to the washroom. She was still naked, and I couldn’t help but admire her ass. I realised that I still had my shirt and socks on, which felt funny. I took the tissue and cleaned myself up. I could see a couple of places on the bet that were wet with the mixture of our juices.
I smiled, looking at them. She came out and caught me smiling. She saw what I was looking at, and she took a couple of tissues and water to wipe the sheets clean. We slowly got dressed, gossiping, talking about random things, and sharing a few kisses in between.
We would have gone in for round two, but it was getting late and we had to leave. We checked out and started driving back. There was a slight drizzle, which made the view during the drive a little clearer. Maybe it was what had just happened, but the drive back was more beautiful.
At one moment, “I feel something inside me,” she said jokingly. To which I retorted by saying, “We should not do this again, then.”
I dropped her off at the same place that I had picked her up. Over the next few years, as our affair progressed, we had quite a few experiences, which I will share over the next few parts. Not sure how many.
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