My name is Om, and this is the story of how my gf Adya and I lose our virginity. To properly get to the story I must give a little bit of back story so please be patient. This is a real story and if you like it, I will write another episode after this.
"So, when you come over, park in the A wing, give me a call and then come over to C. My apt number is 302. Don't knock the door. Check if anyone is looking if there is no one just come right in. Don't take you shoes off outside."
I saw the text on my phone as I was about to leave for her house on my bike. She lived about 30 minutes away from me. She had invited me over her place for coffee. I joked once that she was so bad at cooking that the only thing, she knew was probably how to boil water.
"I am not quite going to brag about my culinary skills, but at the least I make a mean coffee," she said with a smirk.
I replied, "I wouldn't say no to a coffee."
"Okay come over this Wednesday then? My parents and sister will be at work so I will have to make only 2 cups." She said with a surprisingly straight face
I was dating Jiya when I had first met Adya. We were in the same class and I suspected Adya had a crush on me. I used this to my advantage to win over Jiya but making her jealous of Adya. What started off as a selfish move turned into a good friendship between me and Adya. When I eventually broke up with Jiya, Adya and I started spending more time together. She had moved to Pune, a city about four hours away from Mumbai where we lived. We started texting more often and every time she was back, we spent time together
Adya was someone easy on the eye, a fun next-door girl. She had a cute face short curly black hair. She used to wear think framed glasses. She was short, about 5'3" and slim. Her breasts were the size of ripe peaches and would just stick her top out. Her best feature was her butt. She had a dancer's ass. Her ass was curvy and toned.
One weekend Adya was on her way back to Pune and I offered to drop her to the bus station. I picked her from her place. She had nothing more than a backpack or luggage. She threw it on the backseat and got in the front and hugged me. She had a light floral scent to her. She was wearing a white pullover and pink shorts.
"Thank you so much for dropping me," she said with a smile.
"Of course," I replied.
We had casual conversation as I drove to the bus stop. We got there about 20 minutes.
"You just want to wait in here?" I asked.
"Yeah, I am okay with that," she replied.
There was an awkward silence for a few minutes there.
"So, I always wondered," she said and paused.
"you wondered?" I asked.
"What did you ever see in Jiya? I mean did you really find her cute?" she asked with a hint of irritation.
I laughed out a little and said, "you both really hated each other, didn't you?"
"I did find her annoying. But that's not the point, I asked the question," she said in a continued annoyance.
"Well, she was nice, cute and well if I had to be honest, I wasn't too much into her," I replied.
"You guys seemed to be in complete love with each other," she asked with a puzzled look.
"I know it seemed to people like that. But that's what it was to be honest. We had feelings for each other but then everyone thought we were a couple that at some point we confused the people's perception of us for feelings for each other and ended up dating. That was it," I said
"Wow, that's unbelievable. You dated her out of peer pressure? Really?" she said as she seemed even more annoyed.
"Well, yeah I guess that was it. That is why it didn't last," I replied.
"Yeah! Figures," she replied back angered.
"Is there something you want to say Adya?" I asked.
"Not really," she said as she sighed.
I waited for few seconds. There seemed to be an eternity of silene.
"I think you do," I said in a low voice," it's right there on your lips but you can't let it go. Let me help you with that," I put my hand around her face and turned it towards me and kissed her lips.
She seemed like she just froze at first and didn't respond in any way. Her lips were soft and tasted of strawberry lip balm she had on. I slowly parted her lips as she started responding to my lips. Our lips starting to feel the motion of each other. Her hand moved on to the back of my head. We started kissing more passionately. I rolled my tongue as a caressed her lips with my tongue.
"Isn't that what I you were trying to say, more or less?" I said as we broke the kiss.
"I think my bus is here," she said as she grabbed her bag and rushed out.
I was left in disarray. I saw her walking towards the bus. Just as I thought the bus was about to leave, I saw her through the window, and she waved goodbye. I thought, "well, that must be positive."
Once I reached back home, I checked my phone and saw her text.
Adya: What just happened?
Me: What was meant to happen. I think I have always liked you just took long to realize. We have been going out for a while and I love the feeling I get when I am with you.
Adya: Are you asking me out?
Me: I would have preferred to do this in person but you kinda ran out on me, but yeah, I guess I am.
Adya: Well I didn't know how to reach; it was kind of sudden.
Me: Not the point I am worried about.
Adya: Uh, yeah. I think yes. Are you sure about this? We are not even in the same city.
Me: Of course. You come here every couple of weeks, and I can come there where I can too. I want this, do you?
Adya: Yeah, I know I do.
I got to her building and followed her instructions. I went to the door, quickly checked over my shoulder and got in immediately. As soon as I shut the door behind me and turned, she gave a big hug. She had a woodier smell to her with a hint of lavender. I broke the hug and kissed her. Her lips were slightly moist. She had put a strawberry flavored lip balm which she knew I loved.
"No one saw you get in, right?" She asked worried.
"Not really, but I forgot your apartment number so had to ask the watchmen?" I replied
"What?" she yelled as she panics and pushed me.
"I am kidding. God you're gullible," I kissed her on her cheeks and playfully squeezed her butt.
She gave me a tour of the house. It was a three-bedroom house. Like most city apartments in Mumbai, the house wasn't big as such. The living room had a nice ledge to sit on with a view of the front entrance of the building and the street. However, I could barely keep my eyes of her.
She was wearing a white sleeveless top that run just below her waist. Her black shorts were doing justice to the curves on her ass. I followed her to the kitchen trying hard to keep my eyes of her bubble butt. She started looking for something in the kitchen. She tried to reach to a shelf on up above when I just got a glimpse of her pink panties. I felt a sudden rush in me, a desire to grab hold of her ass.
"Alright, so we have a little bit of a problem." She said as I snapped out of my daydreams, "I know I promised you, but it seems like we are out of coffee. Would you want something else?"
"What does something else cover?" I said with smirk.
"Shut up you idiot. Let's go find something to watch," she said as she slapped me playfully.
"Haha, don't worry about it. I think I will survive without it."
"Do you just want to chill and watch something on TV?"
"Yeah sure let's do that." I said that and started walking towards the living room.
"Naah not in the living room, let's go to my bedroom. The living room is pretty much entirely visible to outside through the window."
Her bedroom was a quintessential teenage girl bedroom. It was neat and things were well arranged. She had a single bed and a laptop lying on it.
She turned on her laptop and put on a movie. She kept the laptop in between us which created a little separation between us. I tried to put my arm around her but failed awkwardly. After a wiggling and trying a little bit I put the laptop on my laps which allowed me to pull her closer.
She slowly sunk into me as she got comfortable to my touch. I started feeling a little bit of rush of blood towards my cock. I had never been in such a scenario before where I was sitting alone in a closed room with a love interest. My heart was beating, and I could feel hers pounding too.
"This a good," she said as she smiled and leaned on to my chest.
"Let's see if I can make it better," I said as I put my hand on her cheeks and pulled her in for a kiss.
I could feel her soft lips responding to my kiss like she was expecting it. Her lips felt soft and tasty like a candy. I was massaging her lower lip and then the upper lip. I was slowly alternating between her lips.
My right hand now moved on to her waist. I could feel above her waist from above her top. She had a slim waist with just enough fat there to hold on to as I continued kissing her passionately. Her hands were reaching the back of my head and brushing through my hair.
I slowly used my tongue to part her lips. Her tongue met mine and was responding passionately. She was now taking control of it and softly biting on my lips.
I moved my right hand underneath her top and felt her smooth soft skin on her waist, her stomach. I was slowly moving my way upwards. As I reached her breast, I got a little cautious. I didn't want to move too fast. I slowly rubbed my thumb over her bra to see how she reacted. She did not mind. I moved my hand over her to feel her soft breast. When I held her breast in my palms for the first time, I felt her body clench just a little. I slowly started massaging her breast in rhythm with out kiss.