She Changed All That

"You know you are too beautiful." I appreciated. She just smiled and let it go. I reiterated it.

"You are saying because you saw me naked. In train, you even didn't give me your number when I asked for it. It is not you who is saying. It is someone else."

She was right. I always knew she was beautiful but in train I was preoccupied. Now that she was in my room, I got a chance to appreciate her beauty.

"Someone? Who?" I asked her.

She simpered and looked down at my shaft. It was poking at her. Though she had felt the warmth and hardness of it yet she was looking at something raw and longer than anything she might have thought of in her kinky thoughts. There was genuine happiness in her face and her eyeballs were literally dancing on their sockets. She was so fixated on the rod that she even didn't try to hook her skirt. In the mean time, I unzipped my pant and got my poking member out. She was still holding her skirt with her eyes closed. She leaned on the wall to rest her forehead. She might have assumed that I was going to stroke her from behind.

That was exactly my plan. I let her release her skirt she was wearing and then I went on robbing my cock against her butts. She was not cooperating with me but she was not against such a move either. She was taking her time to respond. But I was like the hasty idiot. It was my first brush with sexuality and I was completely crazy. I went on robbing my shaft against her butt crack, sometimes circling her hole with my manhood. Soon, she realized my idiocy as a jet of my seeds spurted out of the cock making it placid. The whole episode was too quick to be a trailer even. I was panting. My knees trembled and I squatted on the floor. She bent too and patted my shoulders. Before I could ask her to forgive me, she went to the kitchen to cook. I was left with a broken manly ego.

I felt bad to face her later. My face had already singed in indignity. I wanted to go for a walk. So I asked her from my room whether she needed anything to cook. She said everything was there. So I went alone.

I returned after 2 hours. I knocked at and she opened it at once. By the time I entered, I was surprised to see my home. The whole house was lit by candles. Only candles- hundreds of them. The dinning table was kept at the middle of the room and had a big candle at its centre. Though the bowls were covered with their lids, still the delicious aroma coming through the little openings was wafting around. I was excited.

She asked me to take the chair and then she served me. There was chicken curry, rice, salad, khir and chicken nuggets. My eyes couldn't believe what those were seeing; so many items for dinner?

I looked at her. But she stood there next to me. She didn't sit but stood there in case I needed anything. I asked her to dine with me but she didn't agree.

"I will serve you if you need anything." She offered the explanation.

Her simplicity and her affection towards me were doing its magic. I had already started getting drifted away from Akanksha. Aliva was weaving a magic wand around me.

I relished my dinner to the core. I even burped a few times.

"Coca cola?" She asked me. I just nodded her 'yes.'

It was almost midnight by the time she came to me after cleaning the utensils and the table. I looked at her and smiled. She smiled at me too.

"So how was your day Aliva?"

She just smiled. There was no notoriety in her demeanor. She was genuinely happy to be with me in my room, far off from anyone she knew. After smiling, she went to the other room and came with a bed sheet and a blanket. There was a pillow which she held between her elbow and torso.

"Are you not going to sleep in the other room?" I asked surprisedly.

She didn't reply but as she made her bed for the night, she looked at me. Finally she said.

"I can't spend a single moment without you."

Before I could answer her, she squeezed herself to the corner and slept leaving me in thousands of thoughts. I didn't know what was happening. But the kind of attention she was paying me, I felt indebted.

That night I watched her minutely from my bed as she slept on the floor. She was in the same dress she was wearing in the evening. The more I looked at her, the more irresistible I found her. She was perfect in every sense. She was beautiful, hard working, loving and caring. More importantly, she had this "surprise" factor in everything she did. Even though initially she posed as a dangerous factor, I was too starry eyed to throw her out in the fear of a fear.

I rose with the sun. But Aliva was not there on her bed. I went in and there she was, cleaning the room. I didn't say much. I smiled and returned to my bed. But soon she too came to my bed with a cup of tea and a plate of biscuit.

"What would you take for breakfast?" She asked.

I was getting swathed in glory by the royal treatment that was so generously showered on me by her. I thought for some time and said "bread omelets." She went inside the kitchen. In another 10 minutes, I was relishing one of the best breakfasts of my life. She then came out with a bucket of water and a mope and stared wiping the floor with the mope. She was already drenched in water till her thighs. When she went on scrubbing the floor being on her four, I had the best glimpse of her womanly figure accentuated by rightly grown breasts. Even so early in the morning, I was too excited to miss a minute of the show that was on.

I went on looking at her bouncing and shaking boobs. I knew she was looking at me from the corner of her eyes but that didn't bother me. I was pegged to her fleshy parts and I had no qualms or regrets. Soon the whole body was on fire and I decided, 'that's it.'

I went and squatted near her. My breaths touched her and she turned towards me. I looked at her lustily. Her top was generous to me. Her deep cleavage was visible. Her tight top clung to her rounded boobs making her a prize to win. Her skirt was knee length and made up of synthetic material. Her lips were glistening with the red eastern sun and her kohled eyes were as expressive as her rest of the body parts.

Without thinking of Akanksha, I kissed her. My wild expedition was not thought of and as I plunged into her to kiss, the bucket fell over and spilled all the water. On a thin layer of water, we both slithered on. She was below me which allowed me to access her from every possible angle. One time I was kissing her and fondling her boobs and at the other moment, I was eating her boobs hungrily and twitching and twisting her nipple with my hands. She was not an active member in the game but she was not passive even. She was like a cheerleader who was encouraging me time and again by her appreciative moans and groans.

Spilled water on the floor was doing its magic too. She was almost see-through from top. I could see her black bra and its straps. I pulled up her top and went on kissing her back. My hands were grabbing her boobs and time to time, they were squeezing those melons. Soon the bra went flying and it fell at the other corner. I turned her to look at me. Her eyes were closed but my eyes were not. I went on kissing and sucking her boobs and her navel. During all this, she held me by my hair. Her fingers were raking my scalp. I knew she was enjoying her trip to heaven.

After almost finished with the mountaineering, I started off my journey to the south to walk through the ravine. I knew my oasis would be very close to it - my salvation even. So I slid my hand into her skirt and parted her legs. She didn't resist. I tapped over her panty at the entrance. She was wet. I was getting restless now. I slid the skirt out and then slowly and sinuously, removed her panty. She was lying in front of me without anything but with a hope that I would be manly enough to satisfy her before I finish off.

I took her by my arms and put her on my bed. Water dripping from her body wetted my bed and whetted my sexual appetite. I wanted her to be my slut and beg before me. I knew I was hoping against hope but to my utter surprise, first sign of involvement was shown from her side. She spread her legs and wrapped them around me.

I smiled. She smiled too.

I lowered my boxers. My cock sprang out in action. She smiled again. Now I am endowed with something which no girl can term as 'inadequate.'

I slid my cock on her clitoris for sometime till a gush of her juice came out and flooded the already flooded bed spread. She looked a little ashamed. But I was happy for her active involvement and encouragement. I took her hand and put it on my shaft.

Her eyes wide opened. I asked her why?

"It is too hot."

I smiled again. This time she giggled.

Emboldened by the appreciations, I surrendered myself to my animal instinct. I looked at her for the last time before I embark a journey after which I would not listen to her cries or moans. Yes, I was getting scared of the fact that she might be a slut and carrying some STDs. But for a man, decisions should not be taken in excitement state. Every man would prefer flesh to anything- even death.

As I positioned myself to be hard, fast and rough, she giggled looking at me. That was just the right kind of fuel for the crank shaft to do the magic.

I kept my cock at her entrance and impaled her.

OUCHHH. She cried as I entered into her. Her grimacing face was also vivid in front of my eyes.

"What happened?" I cried out.

"Nothing."

With a grimacing and pensive face, she sat on the bed. I looked at her pussy. It was bloody and blood was coming out through the orifice profusely. The whole bed cover was getting red. I was with a horror look on my face.

"You were a..." I stopped. I didn't have the courage to ask her the question. Even the question would have been irrelevant. Blood on the bed was the testament of her virginity.

I looked at her and she looked at me with a face which I still carry with me. It was a face of purity and innocence filled with love. Before I could change my mind, she spread her legs again and asked me to continue.

But I was feeling guilty. I was not ready to take advantage of a virgin girl to satisfy my hunger. Her innocence had already stirred my soul.

"I can't do it now." I said remorsefully.

"Sandeep, you have to do."

"No I can't. It is not right."

She didn't listen and pleaded me with "please." Soon, I was ready for the act.

"You can be as fast as possible. Let's see." She threw a challenge. She knew me well. I thrived on challenges.

Without sparing a thought or spending a moment, my cock was back in the cave. Initially the thrust was slow and gradual, but soon I caught my rhythm and she too acclimatized herself to a pace with which we both were in sync.

After 15 minutes, she cried out aloud.

"Kiss me Sandeep. Kissssssssssssssssssss." That was her first orgasm. Her whole body shuddered and her lips dried up.

"Hold me tightly Sandeep. Pleaseeeee." She pleaded again.

I held her but didn't stop impaling her.

Within minutes, she was squalling again.

"Hollldddddddddddddd meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." And she shuddered again. Her lips got puckered and her knees jerked this time. She lay on her shoulder with her whole body in air. Soon she fell on the bed with a thud.

I was not finished. Not even remotely near a climax. So I made her to sit on her four and be a bitch to me. Her ass was now in front of my eyes. The ass hole was more inviting than the pussy. Without asking for her permission, I penetrated my little finger into her asshole and simultaneously went on hitting her in her already tired pussy.

I knew that almost all girls would not agree to an ass fuck. They would need a constant cajoling and coaxing. But my finger's transgression was not prosecuted. So I took full advantage of this.

Soon the index finger was in her ass followed by the middle finger. After sometime she was ready for the ass fuck though her face reflected 'skeptical' look. I assured her that it won't be painful. I poured a handful of olive oil into her hole. Then without even warning her that something was coming, I impaled her with the thickest piece of raw flesh into her ass.

She bit her lips to muffle her moan. She even fisted her fingers.

I was ruthless inside her. I didn't allow a single moment of respite. The ripsnorting activity was just too much for eyes to witness but that was how the untamed animal unleashed its anger on its prey. I ass fucked her for more than 20 minutes before I started to feel weak at my knees.

"I think I am going...." I hinted.

But suddenly she made a move. She got her ass out of my cock and quickly turned around to face me. Before I could comprehend her move, she slid my cock into her pussy.

"Fill me." She urged.

I was not in a position to think. So with a loud groan, I spurted out jets after jets into her pussy and I, enervated and tired, exasperated over her.

I didn't know for how many hours I slept. But my phone rings woke me up. I craned my neck to see who was calling.

"Akanksha calling."

I felt guilty that time and I dint pick the call. I put it in mute but saw that there were 14 missed called from her already. But I was not in a position to talk to her that time. Throwing the mobile on the bed, I kissed Aliva who was still beneath me.

"You know Sandeep. You haven't changed all through these years." Aliva said. Her words made me come to my senses.

"All these years?" I just reiterated with a gape.

She smiled. Running her fingers through my hair, she said.

"Yes, I was in your school. I have been in love with you since the day I caught my senses. I know you didn't know me as I was 4 years junior to you. But you have been my love all through these years."

I could not believe my ears. I stared at her in amazement and more importantly with surprise.

She smiled again.

By that time, I had already fallen in love with her dedication, with her smile, with her body and importantly, with her.

When my phone rang again, I didn't feel guilty. I had already decided my course of action by then. I was not going to marry anyone other than my love. I was not going to marry anyone other than .... Aliva. So I switched off my mobile and threw it into the dustbin. Garnering the little energy that was within me, I rose and kissed Aliva on her lips. This time it was out of love.