Friends,
First of all I'm sorry to be off the site for so long. The reason is that there was no spark since last many years. The spark has been provided by my online wife Priya (name changed to protect privacy).
It was a normal day and I was a bit down emotionally and was desperate to find a new friend in life. I logged on to my FB account and started browsing for friends. A cute pic clicked me and I had a gut feeling that yes...she's the one I'm looking for. The name is Priya from Bihar, married, yet to be blessed with kids.
I sent a friend request and it was accepted soon after, we started chatting and in just a few days...she changed her name to match with my surname and now she was my online wife. We behave like normal married couples... Loving, caring as well as lusty.
After a few months of chatting, as God wanted, we had a chance to meet. I was alone in my house as my wife had gone to her parents place with my daughter in summer vacations and she had to come near to my city (alone) for some marriage function. She came to my place on some pretext and we had a few hours - the best of our lives at our disposal. When I saw her, I lost my senses and became a statue. She was simply beautiful, draped in a light pink chiffon saree with a lightly embroidered blouse. The diamond necklace and short hangings were sparkling. Her height (5'5") and figure (36-26-34) were a perfect blend. I kept on watching her... I came to senses when after a minute she said, "Let's go".
I picked her luggage (a small bag) went upto the parking lot, opened the car door, made her sit comfortably, made her pallu in the car, closed the door, sat in drivers seat, offered her water and off we drove to my place. During the short drive, we made ourselves comfortable by routine chat about well-being and her journey. After we reached home, I asked her to wait in the car and went inside and came out after a few minutes. I opened the door for her and she came out of the car and I put a few drops of mustard oil on both sides of the door, then I lighted the diya, tilak her forehead, had her aarti, put some rose petals on her head, gave her a sweet ladoo to eat and gifted her a gold coin.
I asked to remove the sandals, she did that. I put some rose petals on the floor and she put her feet on them... I was ahead of her putting the petals and she followed... upto the bedroom. The room was decorated to welcome the "bride" with candles and fresh flower bouquets with awesome fragrance. The AC was already ON, the room was cool and light music was playing. In short, the room had awesome fragrance of fresh flowers, dim light of candles and light music - a perfect ambience.
I opened my small refrigerator and helped her with a glass of soft drink while making her comfortable, lifted the tray cover to unveil dry fruits and light snacks. She enjoyed the soft drink with some light snacks and we chatted over general issues. When she was a bit relaxed, I got up and changed the music. Asked for her hand and we started a slow dance, hand in hand, hugging... The fragrance of her light French perfume and the love was a turn on for me. I too was wearing a light perfume purchased from England during my recent visit. We danced to the tune for a few minutes before we were ready for the "real" action.
I opened the refrigerator and took out a chocolate bar, unwrapped it and we started to eat it from both ends together. It was a slow nibbling and we had to ensure that it does not fall down. Once we reached the middle of the chocolate bar, our lips met... just touched each other. This was enough for a small shock as a current passed our bodies from lips to brain and down to toes with a brief stopover in our privates. This sparked off an urge to kiss further... and we did so. The kiss became a bit passionate, lips on lips, tongue rolling in each other's mouth one by one making the hug tighter. We started caressing each other's hair and were in a different world altogether.
The kiss lasted a few minutes... We parted...saw each other in the eyes...the eyes said that lips want more... we complied and started to kiss again... with the same passion... the taste of chocolate and saliva of each other was indeed intoxicating. The second lasted a bit longer than the first but it was enough to turn us ON and was indicative of things to follow.
I made her sit on the bed, helped her to remove her sandals and she found her breath back after a few minute after the intense kissing. I helped her remove the saree pin and dropped her pallu. The size of blouse neck was perfect - it did not cover the assets fully like old fashioned ladies, it was a bit sexy to suggest the cleavage but not reveal it which would have made it vulgar.
I too climbed the bed and started worshipping her body. I kissed her forehead in the centre, just above her bindi and then on the sides. Came a bit down to kiss her eyelids in a soft manner - but her breath became heavy. The action came down to the cheeks and I planted a kiss on each of them. I purposely avoided the lips as they were still not out of fatigue and if touched would invite the wrath of rest of body. From the cheeks, my lips moved to the neck and I started kissing the neck...in fact nibbled it a bit driving her crazy... and finally the ear lobes were in for bites. She was intentionally wearing just small diamond studs as hangings would not have let the ear lobes kissed and bit as they were being at the moment.
With every kiss and bite in the unexpected places and ways... she would shiver and moan driving me crazy and a bit wild. After the earlobes, I again came to the neck and the chest on the exposed portion of the body. Now it was the time to make her feel light...one...two...three...four... five... the hooks of her blouse were opened exposing her red lacy designer brassiere. I lifted her up a bit to help her remove the blouse which was flung on the floor.
I started kissing her right hand, moving up a bit upto the elbow, the upper part of the arms and now the arm pit...kissing and nibbling...from the right arm pit to the neck again and now left arm pit...kissing and nibbling... to the upper portion of left arm, elbow and back of left hand. The journey of lips was enough to drive her crazy and she was constantly moaning with eyes closed.