I
placed my lips on hers. She didn’t push me; neither did she kiss me back. She was just staring into my eyes. I shut them, as
they do in the movies.
"Seriously;
shall I kiss you? I know how to kiss," she told after a pause.
"Let's
see you do it." I challenged her.
She
indeed was good, better than me. I felt something inside me, something good;
something I had never felt before.
"Yeah,
this is how it should have felt," I said to myself.
I
looked at her. Her eyes were shut. I felt her breathing faster. Slowly, I slid
my head downwards, kissing her chin, neck, back of her hair and slowly pulled
up her vest above her breasts and hid my face there. She clutched my hair, just
like the heroine does in the movies. Somehow I had not lost my senses and was
going to undo her bra. But then, she started twisting.
"She
wants to be on top," I thought and tried to turn around.
DANG!!!
I had bumped my head on then cemented floor. Hard, really hard. I was lucky to
be sleeping on a low bed. But it hurt so badly. To make it worse, the alarm was
shouting out loud. It was already 5:44. Shit!
Just
an hour left to enter the college. Clutching my head, I got up and felt
something cold inside my trousers. Shit! Shit!! Shit!!! I had to clean the
things up. Quick.
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