After taking Ananya's virginity, I looked forward to the next time I could have her body. The next few times we met, it was in public or when her parents were present. I just smiled at her and got a shy answering smile in return. I thought she would be nervous or tense around me but the girl seemed to have liked what had transpired. I took comfort from that and cornered her in their kitchen when I went to visit them one day.
I pulled her to me with my hands on her waist. "You have not visited me for a long time," I said in a low voice. "Why?"
"Babli didi, I just... I didn't know..." she stuttered.
"Didn't know what?"
She kept quiet, just staying still in my embrace.
I moved my hand to her buttocks and caressed her through her dress. I cupped her soft ass in a hand and started kneading it.
"I want to touch you again like I did last time," I murmured. "I can't do that here. I want you to come into my house this evening. There I will undress you and open your legs wide open and..." I trailed off suggestively. "You will come, won't you, Ananya?"
She nodded quickly.
"Good. Now give me a kiss to seal the bargain," I commanded.
She raised troubled eyes to mine. "Didi, what if someone comes in?"
"So do it quickly," I said and took her sweet pink lips up into a kiss. After kissing her thoroughly while my hand roved over her bottom, I let her go and stepped away. "See you in the evening," I reminded her as I turned and walked away.
That evening, true to her word, Ananya came to my house.
As soon as she was in, I pulled her into the bedroom. I didn't want to waste any time.
"Take off your clothes," I ordered.
She hesitantly started unbuttoning her blouse. I started to strip out of my clothes too. I had mine off before she had even taken off her blouse, so I went over to help her. I stripped her quickly and finally she was standing in my room, blessedly naked. I took her small breasts in my hands and squeezed.
"Ah Ananya, you are like such a drug," I told her as I fondled her breasts. "I can't get enough of you.
I sat her down on the edge of my bed and stood in front of her. Grasping her behind the head, I pulled her to myself. "Suck on my breasts," I said, offering her my mounds.
She placed her hands on my waist and leaned down to fasten a mouth around my nipple. Her tentative pulls felt like a small child was trying to get his first taste of a breast. Not like the aggressive torture I was used to with my other lovers. I cupped my breast and fondled it as she suckled me with her sweet mouth.
Eventually I moved my hands down to her small breasts and started playing with them. I kneaded the soft rise of her breasts and gently rolled her nipples around in my fingers. Nudging her onto my other breast then, I pulled her hard against me so her face was pressed against me. I felt so good. She continued suckling and lapping at my nipple and I again moved down to pinch her nipples.
As I took one soft pink nipple in my hand and squeezed, Ananya suddenly stopped sucking and cried out in a soft voice. I loosened by grip and then again squeezed hard.
"Aahhh," she cried again.
"Yes, sweetie. I am going to pinch them raw, so that when you go back home from here, you are branded by me," I told her.
She winced but didn't say anything.