Can you imagine anything more beautiful than sleeping in your loved once lap and looking into her eyes. Well I ( I is narrator of this story, not yours truly ) can't. If heaven happens anywhere, it is there. It feels like those 2 beautiful eyes are the only thing on the earth to look at. They are full of love and care for you.
Yes, that is exactly what I was doing, sleeping in her lap with my eyes glued at hers. Telling about her, she was so beautiful and type of girl you would look at her face first then noticing other part of body. A well sculpted face, with her head covered by silk like hairs, which you start doubting if they are real or not- if ever you get chance to tough them ( i was lucky bastard to do that ). I think when god created her, he had only pink color in hand. There were only few part of her body which were not pink ( which I am not interested to list here ) and lips were unprecedented winners. A perfect looking nose just fit well between those big sharp eyes and her pinkest lips.
If we talk about rest of her body, I can say she can put menka on shame with her curves. I am sure even oldies with no testosterone left in the body will not miss looking at her. Overall, she was angel, inhuman. And I was lucky enough ( bastard -that's what other thought of me ) to have her as my loved once. I was meeting her after 3 fucking months. That was the longest I was away from her in our 4 year relationship. Passing a day without seeing her face was like deadliest thing I can imagine, and here I had to spent 3 months. 90 fucking days. Thanks to cheap phone calls, I at-least had privilege of listening her sweet voice. But you never get enough in love, not to mention sex included.
If we talk about rest of her body, I can say she can put menka on shame with her curves. I am sure even oldies with no testosterone left in the body will not miss looking at her. Overall, she was angel, inhuman. And I was lucky enough ( bastard -that's what other thought of me ) to have her as my loved once. I was meeting her after 3 fucking months. That was the longest I was away from her in our 4 year relationship. Passing a day without seeing her face was like deadliest thing I can imagine, and here I had to spent 3 months. 90 fucking days. Thanks to cheap phone calls, I at-least had privilege of listening her sweet voice. But you never get enough in love, not to mention sex included.
So this was it, I was on cloud number nine. There was lot to talk about, but that can wait. We had more important things to take care of, and soon we were out of our clothes. Our body just craved for each other. we crushed each other totally, and our body got drained of any energy it had at the end of it. We did passionate love that day, got wild. It was raw sex, but it was among the best love making season. the one you remember as loving memory and not just as lust after years. And what more you want from life, when most beautiful girl you have ever seen is your girl-fiend. Just the feeling of having her is so exciting.
I whispered in her ears, "I love you more than anything on this earth."
she, "and I love you more than you love me".
me, "really?"
she, " yes, I cannot imagine myself without you. you are the best thing in my life. Just don't leave me ever or I will die crying for you". with a hint of tears in her eyes. I knew she mean it. She really love me more than I do.
me, "ohh come on honey, God forgot to create beauties after you was born. So do not worry, I have nothing better to leave for. "
No matter how many time we repeat the same conversation, it always feel fresh. We were mad for each other, and nothing can separate us. Nothing.
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Someone just punched me out of no where. And I heard a loud laughter, a boy was laughing at me. It felt like he is about to kill me with that laugh. I was out of sense, just sat there numb. My mind stopped thinking or doing any work at all. Soon I had nausea, my hands were trembling. I wanted to cry, but there were no tears in my eyes. there was blood, anger and pain. A lots of pain. With every passing seconds, the pain and the laughter were getting heavier. I just kept staring at that screen. I didn't believe my eyes then, I still can't. That was the ugliest truth I have ever faced. It felt like it is better to get killed than reading this. It was not making any sense.
How the hell can this happen?? and why? why ? and why?
and then it followed by every Q starting with W.
when? where? why?
there was her mail box open in front of me on laptop. And one of the chat box read:
Rishabh, " I loved those 2 days at Abu"
Trisha, " me too, you were best. :wink: "
Rishabh, "Oh thanks, means there are others also?? just kidding "
Trisha, "you were my first. No others."
After 10 deadly minutes I was back to somewhere near consciousness, and only word that came out of my mind was "Slut".
I whispered in her ears, "I love you more than anything on this earth."
she, "and I love you more than you love me".
me, "really?"
she, " yes, I cannot imagine myself without you. you are the best thing in my life. Just don't leave me ever or I will die crying for you". with a hint of tears in her eyes. I knew she mean it. She really love me more than I do.
me, "ohh come on honey, God forgot to create beauties after you was born. So do not worry, I have nothing better to leave for. "
No matter how many time we repeat the same conversation, it always feel fresh. We were mad for each other, and nothing can separate us. Nothing.
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Someone just punched me out of no where. And I heard a loud laughter, a boy was laughing at me. It felt like he is about to kill me with that laugh. I was out of sense, just sat there numb. My mind stopped thinking or doing any work at all. Soon I had nausea, my hands were trembling. I wanted to cry, but there were no tears in my eyes. there was blood, anger and pain. A lots of pain. With every passing seconds, the pain and the laughter were getting heavier. I just kept staring at that screen. I didn't believe my eyes then, I still can't. That was the ugliest truth I have ever faced. It felt like it is better to get killed than reading this. It was not making any sense.
How the hell can this happen?? and why? why ? and why?
and then it followed by every Q starting with W.
when? where? why?
there was her mail box open in front of me on laptop. And one of the chat box read:
Rishabh, " I loved those 2 days at Abu"
Trisha, " me too, you were best. :wink: "
Rishabh, "Oh thanks, means there are others also?? just kidding "
Trisha, "you were my first. No others."
After 10 deadly minutes I was back to somewhere near consciousness, and only word that came out of my mind was "Slut".
P.S. True story, planning to put more detailed posts later.