1 comments/ 12273 views/ 3 favorites She Changed All That By: rankersaxxo As I boarded a train to New Delhi, I could hear the bells in the air. Life was going to change for me and I was ecstatic. Yes, I was going to get married... rather was going to get happily married to Akanksha. Before I could sprawl on the window seat and think of her, Akanksha called me. "Got your train?" She asked me. I could feel the concern in her tone. "Hmmm." I said. But before she could ask me any other question, I pegged her to go any further. "Hey, I love you so much." She almost cried. Her life was changing too and she was on an emotional roller coaster that day. Our estrangement on that particular day for a month's time had already soaked her heart in emotions. It was not strange that her sobbing was almost audible. "Hey, I will return in a month's time. These are the ONLY days you got to stay away from me." I stressed on the word 'only' to console her in a way or so. She breathed through her mouth and regained her composure. Still it was getting too much for her, so she bade me farewell with a wish. "Have a great journey. Wish to see you soon." Then she disconnected the call. The silence of estrangement engulfed me soon. The pangs of separation were almost unbearable. I was returning to New Delhi to continue with my job before I would return to marry her in next month. Even after an hour of our conversation, her sobbing was in my heart. Her face waded through as wisps of cloud. Though the panorama through the glass window changed every now and then, yet my mind was fixed on her. 'Shall I return back to her?' I asked myself. I was on some kind of expedition; at one time, I wanted to return and at the other moment, I wanted to be strong enough to bear this. "Be a man," I reminded myself numerable times. Still when I failed to do so, I planned to remove my mind from my thoughts through a novel. "Sir, your dinner." The pantry car personnel handed a plate of dinner to me. I graciously accepted and paid him then and there. "Have a great night." He said and left leaving me with my thoughts and my novel. I chomped the salad to the annoyance of a few. I didn't care. I was not very conscious of the surrounding and as if, etiquettes were forgotten in that evening. I chomped slowly and gradually. It was almost 9 pm when I finished my food. Putting the tray beneath my seat, I spread the bed cover and lay on my seat. However, through the darkness around me, I could see a pair of eye balls fixated on me. I squinted but the gaze didn't divert. I ignored it for some time. But after scanning through some pages of the novel, when I looked around, I found the same pair of eyes on me. I tried to ignore but the fixation was playing a game in my mind this time. The more I wanted to ward off the gaper, the heavier it became. Unable to take this anymore, I went to the lavatory. The idea was to locate the person while coming from the lavatory to my seat. But to my own surprise, when I was about to come out of the toilet, a beautiful girl was standing at the door. I excused myself to make room for her but she didn't move at all. She was looking at me as if she knew me. "Excuse me," I excused again but still she didn't move. It was almost 10:00 pm. We both were standing against one another near the lavatory whereas everyone was asleep on their seats. "Would you mind to make some space?" I asked her politely. I said with a smile even to be gentle. She was silent. So I looked at her intensely. Oh My god! She was the one who was looking me through the whole evening. "Are you okay?" I asked her when she didn't reply to any of my previous questions or pleas. She remained silent. I was like a déjà vu to her. She was looking as if she knew me. I even tried to locate her in my past but my memory failed. "Do you know me?" I asked again. She remained silent. Now I was getting irritated. No doubt that she was a beautiful lady in her early 20s but still her reticence was eating my brain cells. I was getting impatient. "Look, I got to go now." I said her and tried to slip out of the place. I was just about to do so, when she opened her mouth for the first time. "What is your name?" Her tone was very sweet and girlish. It sounded as if she was not very much into shouting and swearing. There was innocence in her tone. "Sandeep Choudhury." I said and stood there. She seemed to open up. "What's your name?" I asked to locate her. But this time she remained quite and went on looking at me. I was not getting a clue. At 11 pm in the evening, I was with a beautiful lady who was going on looking at me as if she was smitten by love. Yet, there were no exchanges of words. She was behaving in a very mysterious way. In the silence of the evening, only the cranking of the train's engine was audible. I looked at her minutely. She was 5'4'' with a slender body. Her hair was long and properly braided. She was fair and attractive. She was wearing a pair of jeans and a tank top. She was both sinuous and fleshy at the right places. No doubt that one would love to have her as a girl friend. Before my blood direction would change, a thought knocked at my head: "Akanksha might be testing me here through this episode." Though I felt it was possible yet my mind was not ready to take this. "She won't go down to this level to test me." I reassured myself. I was about to leave when she, as if whispering, said her name. "I am Aliva." But without cramming my mind any further with that name, I decided to return to my seat. When I shut the glass door and looked at her through it, she was almost pleading to me to stay back. But I didn't. I slept that night being in dilemma. The thought, "Who is she?" didn't allow me to sleep properly. I tossed and turned but nothing gave me solace. Somehow in the early morning, I don't know how, I slept. By the time I woke up, most of the people in the compartment were up and kicking. Some were sipping tea, some were reading newspapers and others were chit chatting. I scanned them all before I looked at the direction where my tormentor was. She was up too and gazing at me. When I looked at her, she was unflustered and went on looking at me. I didn't know what she was looking at. In a desperate way, I checked my zippers. Those were closed. 'So no issues,' I reassured again. This gazing game went on. I tried not to look at her but she was in some kind of exuberance. Sometimes her thoughts started coming and my evil self started running the porn show with the stranger. "STOP!" I ordered my mind which was in some kind of running an errand to a forbidden land. I shuttled between being indifferent to her and being swayed by her looks. But the way the episodes were unfolding, I asked myself 'why not to talk to her directly?' So I went to the lavatory again and as expected, she was standing at the glass door, some feet away from lavatory. "Hey you have been looking at me since last evening. Is there any problem?" I was curt and direct. She turned red for being caught and confronted. "No. You stay in Delhi?" She threw me a question. This time I just nodded her. "Where in Delhi?" "Why?" I questioned her motive. "Will you give me your mobile number?" She asked another question without answering me. I didn't know why she was doing this. But I gave her a random mobile number. Thank god, she didn't ask me to repeat it. I didn't remember the number I said her. "What you do in Delhi?" This time it was me. I was really dying to know more about her. So I asked her. "I am going to Delhi to appear in an interview. So I will be in Delhi for some time." She replied. Her tone was pleasing and assuring. I didn't doubt a foul play there. "Do you stay alone?" She asked me. I didn't know how to answer it. So I nodded. "Will you mind if I work at your home in Delhi? I need some money." That's it. I knew she was going to con me and then rob me of my belongings. If she was into some kind of gang than I might find myself naked in the internet being pushed to sex trafficking. Today, men and women make a fortune in the flesh market. I had heard of it. "I don't need any maid... but you said you have an interview in place. So why this house keeping job?" I asked her bluntly. She didn't reply and went on looking at me. To be frank, I was over the moon to get such attention but somewhere in my mind, I was getting restless to know why she was doing that to me. After a few hours, my station came and I disembarked. Standing at the platform at Shivaji Bridge, I turned around to look at her through the window pane. There she was, looking at me with moistened eyes and a look that I would always fail to explain. Shaking my head in confusion, I went to my room back in Noida. Soon the passage of time buried her memory and I was back to my work and phone conversations with Akanksha. "Hey, I sent you a new photo in gmail. Did you like it?" Akanksha asked fervently, one evening. "No, but 1 min. I will check it now." I opened my gmail account to check. But as I opened it, I found a chat request from "Aliva." I didn't know why but I asked Akanksha. "Hey you know anyone called Aliva? I have a friend request." She didn't know any. "Ok, Leave it. I tried to play it down. But Akanksha was hooked at her own photo and wanted my reviews. "Check my photo." She was almost jumping. I opened her attachment and it was really beautiful. The photo was a bit raunchy and inviting. Her cleave was visible and her lips were twisted. I felt a tinge of electricity going down my spine. "It is WOWWWW." I exclaimed. She loved my excitement. "Muuuahhhhh. Got to go now." She said and disconnected the call. I went on looking at her boobs. Akanksha's boobs were really mouth watering. I made the photo upside down in an attempt to see more. But Alas! Nothing happened and I reassured myself to wait for a month to put those melons in my mouth. But suddenly something invaded my privacy: A ping from Aliva. "Hello." I didn't reply her. "I am the same girl you met in train." I was surprised to see her online and chatting with me. How did she get my id? "I tried calling at the number you gave me but it was not available. You obviously lied to me. I got your id from your Orkut account." She cleared my doubts without me asking her. "Sorry, might have given you the wrong number." "." A smilie came. I didn't write anything. But I saw her status, it was "typing and then erasing and then typing." "Can you meet me tomorrow? I will be there in Connaught place." Finally she pinged. "I don't think I would meet you. You know I am getting married soon." I said her frankly though I was enjoying her wild intensions. There was silence for a few seconds and then she typed. "Congratulations. Can you meet me tomorrow? Need a house keeping job badly till I get into an engineering job." I was still not clear. She was beautiful and could be put in a 'HOT' bracket. Still she was hell bent on one thing: to work for me. I didn't know the answer. "...and how much you expect me to pay you in case I hire you?" My indecisive nature was shamelessly out. "Anything you pay me out of happiness. But I need your guidance in getting a job." She said. I was flummoxed. The whole happenings were too surreal to be believed upon. But things were moving so fast that I didn't get time to stop and decide. "Let's see. In case you want to call me, here is my number." I sent my number through IM and logged off. I knew she was going to call on the next day. I was up early in the morning. If I say that I didn't sleep well, it won't be a gross overstatement. I completed my daily chores in a jiffy. There was some kind of inexplicable tinges around my body. The excitement was too much to ward off. I tossed and turned over the bed when my phone beeped. 'One message received,' read my mobile. I opened and it was from Aliva. "If you are busy, send me your address and I will be at your place." I couldn't believe what I was reading. I didn't know what was happening then. Even the fear of Akanksha was not there at all. My whole body was floating around in my room. I didn't try to look needy. So I went out to buy milk and newspaper. By the time I reached home, one hour had passed. Then I replied her with my address. She replied soon. "I will be there in some time." Now it was too fast for me to be prepared. I cleaned the utensils and washed my clothes. Then I took my bath and perfumed myself and the room also. By the time there was a knock at the door, the whole room was waiting as a starry eyed lover. I opened the door. She was standing at the doorstep with a smile. "Hey, come inside." I welcomed her. She entered without saying a word. I closed and shut the door behind me. Still she didn't look disturbed. So I ran my lascivious eyes on her. She was wearing a brown skirt with a white tank top. She had wrapped a shawl to protect her from the Delhi cold. Her hair had a pony tail. Eyes were kohled and lips were glistening. "So here I am as your maid. What is the kind of work I got to do here?" She asked me with a servile tone. "Really you want to work here? I am still not getting the reason." "See, I want a job here in Delhi and I am not that rich who can afford to stay in hostels. So I want a house keeping job where I can study even." "But I am alone here and you are beautiful. You know, men have fragile conscience." She remained silent. "I would say, if you want money for a month or so, take it on lease and then return when you get a job. But working here is playing with fire. I might lose myself and then, BAM, we both are busted." I said her clearly. I knew I might put on an iron mask yet staying with a stranger who is beautiful and single is just too much for the conscience to fight against. "I know you won't take advantage of me. I want to be paid for my work. I don't want to borrow." I shook my head and agreed. I didn't know why but I agreed. That was a fact. "So when will you start working here?" "From now on if you are fine with." "And your bag?" She showed me her rucksack. It was too small to be a lady's bag. "That's it?" She just nodded. I had to go to office. I was in UK shift timing. So before leaving for office, I showed her the kitchen, the washing machine and TV. "Enjoy till I come." I was nervous in my office. I was doubtful that if in case she would run away with my valuables, then how to approach the police. What would be my answer to the question, "what she was doing there in your room?" I had a hard time in office. Before the sun set, I took a half day and returned home. KNOCK KNOCK. She didn't open the door. I knocked again but no results. I was getting restless and hyper. So I opened the lock through the spared key I had. When I went inside, I got the idea that she was in washroom. Her skirt was on my bed and her top was on the floor. I went inside and found her bra on the gas cylinder. I was losing myself there. I fisted my hands to strengthen my inner self. But when I saw her panty hanging at the washroom door handle, I lost myself. I picked up her panty and smelled. It was a lungful of life into my lungs. Regaining my consciousness, I knocked at the washroom door. "What are you doing inside?" My unexpected arrival and that too my knocking at the washroom door took her by a huge surprise. She opened the door. Now it was my turn to be surprised. When she opened the door, she was completely naked. It looked she was bathing as soap foams lathered on her body yet specks of her flesh were admiring and more importantly, inviting. My eyes popped out. Confused, I swallowed a lump of my own saliva. But she stood there with her gaze lowered at the floor. "I am sorry. I..." I stammered but still she stood there with her head down. I slowly closed the door and came to my bed. My mind went on playing the images which it just saw. Forget about my evil part, my good soul too wanted to grab those love handles and make love to her. I was in a quandary when my phone rang. 'Akanksha calling.' Without thinking twice, I picked the call. "Why are you panting?" She asked. "Nothing. I just came running to my room." "Shall I call you later?" "Yes, that you be great." I said and disconnected. There was no blood upstairs for me. I was blind in lust and lost in wilderness. My eyes were fixed on the washroom door. It opened. She came out with a thin towel wrapped around her. She had not expected me to be at that place so she didn't take her clothes inside. Now that I was in room, she was conscious of my presence. She went past me to grab her clothes. Her head was still lowered. She didn't look at me at all. I was sure that she was not trying to seduce. But my eyes scanned her thoroughly. Her areolas were visible, so as her erect nipples. The silhouette of her boobs was too tempting. Must not be lesser than 34'. I did not believe what I was seeing. So to have more, I lowered my gaze to her legs. But soon she turned around to pick her clothes from her rucksack. She bent even. All I was gazing was an ass that was heavenly: Two rounded melons which were perfectly protruding out through the thin towel. I almost got an erection which was too hard to be tamed even. The tethered animal was going bizarre and I knew it would unleash its anger on Aliva in every possible way or so. In a moment of madness, without even thinking twice, I went near her and held her by her shoulders. My warm breathes were too noisy and penetrative. My exhales fluttered her hair but she stood there like a rock. I don't know how but my erect cock snug fitted in the crack of her butts. She too tightened her ass muscles and it felt as if she held my cock through her butts. We both exhaled hot fumes from our lungs at the same time. I was about to turn her towards me when my phone rang. 'Akanksha calling.' "Hello, I am busy now. I will call you soon." I said and disconnected the call. I was losing myself and I knew if I had talked to her, she would have got the inkling of my whereabouts. In all these moments, Aliva was silent. I threw my mobile on my bed and held her shoulders. She shuddered. I turned her towards me. I saw her moistened eyes which she closed as soon as our gazes met. I wanted to do many things to her that time but my inexperienced sex life and my experiences in pornography whirled my emotions in various directions. But she stood there without making a single move. My erection was not allowing me to think anything. Was I taking advantage of her? I don't know. Was I cheating Akanksha? Yes and No, both. Yes I was cheating her but at the same time I was being honest to my desire. So I discarded these feelings of guilt and went ahead with the flow of emotions. I slid my hands till they reach her breasts. Her towel was wet and through the wet towel, I could feel the warmth of her boobs. I fondled those fleshy balls till she bit her lips. I knew she too was losing herself. I wanted to give her time but somehow I didn't stop. I too was feeling restless. My hands went down till they reached her crotch. Water dripping from the towel stirred the ember deep in her and my shaft was ready to shovel. But damn, my phone rang again. 'Akanksha calling.' I picked the call and went inside the kitchen. I tried to feign that I was really busy with work. Why feign, I was actually busy. Very busy. She believed in me and after talking to her for 10 minutes, I returned to the hall where I had been busy before the phone call. When I came to her, she was fully dressed in a red skirt and a white top. She was trying to hook her skirt when I stopped her. 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.