First Love at Youth

I was studying in the elite engineering school of the east of India in those days. Young and unattached. My close friend’s sister (let us name her Tara) was slightly younger than me. She was perpetually dreaming of falling in love and then having a torrid affair. How do I know it?

That is the real story.

Coming from a very conservative background, we were not permitted to talk freely to girls. Our sisters were not permitted to talk to boys. But talking to brothers and sisters was permitted, albeit under lower levels of parental surveillance.

Being far away from home, I would meet my family only twice a year.

In the second year, Tara’s family drove by my college and picked me up on the way to a nearby sea resort for short holiday.

The drive was uneventful except that all the way to the resort Tara and I had mock and teasing battles with each other with sprinkling of pinching, pushing a shoving.

Immediately on reaching the resort we checked in with the extended family of 6 in a hotel with two rooms. The rooms were interconnected by a door. Immediately after reaching, we changed into beach suitable clothes and all left for the sea beach. I wore my long tennis shorts. Tara had to remain in her saree, since she was not permitted to get into anything else more suitable for swimming.

On the beach, I jumped around in the water while all the elderly watched from the safety of the sand beach. Tara walked into the water to knee depth and stayed there. While I went on swimming a little and keeping an eye on Tara, she remained in knee deep water, while the small waves went on hitting her legs and making her a little unsteady when they hit her.

I came by her and teased her that she was chicken and that she just does not have the guts to get into a swimming costume and take swim. May be she did not have a good figure, I said. May be she had nothing to show and thus hide!!!

That was an insult that I threw at her and still feel happy having done that.

One time while I was back on the knee-deep water area, I teased her and she said, she is willing to take my challenge and go deeper into the water. I teased her more and dared her. She walked deeper in. The waves were bigger.

Then suddenly a larger wave came and hit her. She just fell into the water. I rushed to her and helped her get up. She was all wet. Her Mother yelled from the beach asking her to come out of the water instantly and get herself dry and decent.

She had no option but to go back to her Mother. On seeing that she was wet, her Mother asked her to go back to the hotel room and change. She simply asked her Mother if she should go back alone. Her Mother called me and asked me to go with her and then stay back there. They would return after dusk and that we should remain in.

She was standing next to me. She told me that I better come along. We chatted on the way about how she was pushed into a corner and not permitted to have fun.

On returning to the hotel with Tara, I told her that I would sit in the main room, while she could go into the next room and change. She picked up a set of dry clothes and went in. After a while she returned, dry, but with her hair open and wet. On returning she asked me to help her dry her hair. I took a large towel and stared to rub her hair. In a little while she was reasonably dry.

We then sat down and started to talk to each other. Suddenly in the conversation, she asked me whether I really thought that her figure was bad or that she had nothing to show and thus hide. I naturally said, I did feel so, with a naughty smile.

She asked me if I have steady girl friend. I honestly said “No”.

Then she asked whether I would like to change and get dry. I said “I have nothing to change to”. She said “Then get into nothing!!!”. And laughed.

She then informed me that after that fall on the beach she had sprained her ankle. I asked her to let me massage it. She put her feet up on a stool. I started to slowly massage her ankle.

The massage went on for over 15 minutes. She asked me whether I would mind if she asked me to massage her legs. I said, I did not mind, if she needed the massage. I started to massage her legs from knee from above her saree, which was primly placed at her ankles.

Since, to massage the leg I had to practically sit on the floor, I asked her if she would lie down on the bed, while I massaged her legs. She agreed. She walked to the bed and lay down. I asked her to lie upside down, so that her calf was up.

Once in a while when massaging, her saree and petticoat would cause her flesh to get pinched. She would let out small yell, when it hurt. After about 15 minutes of massaging the calf and her knee, I asked her if she would like to me to massage her whole back. She said ‘Yes’ with her face in the pillow.

I started to massage the back of her thighs and the bottom. Then to the small of her back and then over the back of her chest. While massaging, the hook in her bra bit into her flesh and she yelled. I asked teasingly, whether she would simply take off the offending clothing. She did not reply. I asked her again.

She simply turned around and said “Why don’t you take it off for me”. I simply made her sit up. I unhooked each of the small hooks on her blouse from her back, peeled off the blouse. Then I put my arms around her and unhooked the bra from her back and unhooked it. I simply took it off. She sat in front of me with her breasts looking stunningly beautiful.

I asked her to lie down and turn over. She did. I massaged her back and her bottom and her thighs for quite some time.

I little later I saw that her back was quite red with the massaging. The flesh looked raw. I asked her if she would like to put some cream on her back and then massage the cream in. She agreed. I picked up the bottle of body lotion from the dresser. Poured a large glob of lotion on may palm and then on her back and then started to massage it in. While massaging the back, I massaged her sides as well.

Quite a few times, I got to feel her breasts.

I asked her if she would like to turn around and that would let me massage the other side of her body. She simply turned around and faced me.

I started with massaging her face with the cream. Then the neck. I took large amounts of cream and massaged all her front except her breasts. Each time my hand would come near her breasts while massaging she would gasp.

She asked me if I thought her figure was bad or that there was nothing to show and thus hide. I said “You are beautiful. You have beautiful breasts’. She suddenly asked me whether I had ever seen breasts. I said no. She asked “Aren’t you having a hard on?”. I feigned and said “Where?”

Tara asked whether my wet clothes were bothering me. I kept quiet. Suddenly, Tara ordered me to get up and stand next to the bed. I did. She sat up. Tara said, “This is wet and must go”. She unhooked the button of my shorts, pulled the zip of my shorts and pulled my shorts down with one swoop. She looked at my face and smiled. She then simply hooked her forefingers into my jocks and pulled it down. My cock which was erect for a long time was aching. But now it sprung out and stood proudly in front of her. I immediately tried to hide my swollen and fully erect cock with my hands. Tara said “Why are you so shy? Let me see it”. She just slid down the bed, caught my cock in her hand. She pulled the foreskin back fully. She looked at the cock for some time and then kissed the tip once. I protested lightly and stepped back

She then stood up and said, “If you are so shy just take off all my clothes. Then we will be equal”. I told her “No, I cant”. She said “Why”. I kept quiet.

She caught my cock again and stated to caress it. She the said “Wouldn’t you like to see my entire body? What I look like? Do you think I have all the things that you think a full blooded girl should have?” She added “May be you like the girl to take command”.

That was an insult I thought. I said ‘No. That is wrong. I like to take command.” She answered back “Then take me over!!!!”

I caught her by her hair and pulled her down to the bed. She said “ouch. That hurts”. I made her lie down on the bed and said “Now I will tell you what to do. Do you understand? You will not touch me here (pointing at my swollen and hard cock) Any mistakes will be met with ruthlessness”.

She looked at me and said “Okay”.

I took some cream in my palms and started to massage her breast in a swirling motion. She started to breathe in gasps. The massaging went on for quite some time. The hands went on moving all over her stomach and went on slowly probing near her draw string. Each time the fingers slid below the drawstring she would arch her back up a little.

I started to kiss her on her face while fondling her breasts. I started to kiss her all over the body except the covered area of her legs. I told her “I will not kiss any covered area”.

She said “Let me take the saree off”. I said “You have to take my permission”.

She said “Or else??? What!!!”.

I looked at her teasingly and said “I wont fuck you”.

She said. “I am shocked. You think I want to fuck?” What do you think of me? And what do you think of yourself?”

On hearing this, I slapped her lightly on her face. Her eyes welled up. I caught her by the hair and started to kiss her hard on her mouth and asked her “You ever tell me something like that, I will not fuck you till you beg.”

I got up and walked away. I sat down, stark naked. She lay on the bed half naked. With all the body with sweat and cream.

After about two minutes, she said “Why don’t you come back and do what you were doing?” I asked her “Are you pleading?” She said, “Yes. Please come. Do what you want to.”

I got up and had an interesting thought. I went to the fridge and took out the ice tray. Took out the ice cubes in the ice container and walked back to the bed. She asked me “What are you doing?”

I then walked back to the fridge and brought out the Butter tray. Again she asked “What are you doing?”

I told her “I think you need some treatment. Just keep quite and enjoy”.