My name is Avin—a changed name for this story. I am 29 years old, 5’9″, fair and slim, and I am from Hyderabad.
The girl in this story is Laxmi, also a changed name. She is 25 years old, from Andhra, fair and slim, around 5 feet tall, with the body measurements I had described as 35-30-36 and a 32C boobs size.
She had done intimacy only with me in her life.
Our story began on 14 March 2022.
We met through one friend in the office. At first, it was nothing more than a simple “hi” and “bye.” Neither of us knew that this small introduction would eventually become the beginning of a relationship filled with attraction, affection, intimacy, arguments, separation, and memories that would stay with me.
On 18 March 2022, she texted me on WhatsApp and asked me to come to the office.
After that, we started spending time together.
We spent time together in the office on 19th, 21st, 22nd, and 23rd March. Each meeting made us a little more comfortable. Conversations became easier, smiles became more frequent, and our eye contact slowly started lasting longer.
23 March 2022
She was always modest about her appearance. She never deliberately revealed anything, and whenever she dressed, she generally made sure everything was covered properly.
But on 23 March, while we were becoming closer, I started noticing small things.
There were moments when the way she wore her bra seemed unusual to me, and she herself asked me whether anything looked abnormal.
At first, I hadn’t really observed it closely. Her question caught me by surprise.
Those small conversations became another part of the growing awareness between us—the way she looked at me, the questions she asked, the little moments when she seemed curious about what I noticed, and the increasing comfort between us.
Then came 24 March 2022.
She asked me for a movie.
I said fine.
But that day became much more than just a movie.
She didn’t leave me for the entire day. We kept spending time together, and as the hours passed, the distance between us seemed to disappear.
At night, she asked me to book a room.
When we were alone, she started playing with me.
She came close to me, then moved away.
She came near my lips, almost close enough to kiss me, and then moved away again.
She kept playing with that moment, watching my reaction and creating that nervous anticipation between us.
Finally, she came close and kissed me first—lip to lip.
That was our first kiss.
I responded to the kiss, and she proposed to me at that time itself.
Everything happened together—the nervousness, excitement, surprise, and happiness of realizing that the person I had met only days earlier had suddenly become my girlfriend.
That same day was the first day she shared a bed with me.
When I was kissing her, I felt like touching her boobs.
I was nervous because everything was new for me.
She said, “Do it.”
I did.
At first, even that simple touch made me nervous. But she was comfortable, and her reassurance made me slowly relax.
The kisses continued, and I became more comfortable touching her.
Then I slowly kept my hand inside her underwear and tried to rub her pussy.
She noticed that I was hesitant and asked whether I was feeling comfortable.
She told me that if I wasn’t comfortable, she could remove her pants and underwear inside the bedsheet and wouldn’t show herself directly, while I could continue.
I was like, okay.
She asked me to do it and then taught me rubbing because it was my first time too.
As I became more confident, she started reacting to the touch.
After some time, she started moaning.
That changed the atmosphere completely.
I wanted to lick her boobs.
She said okay.
I took off her top and bra too.
The moment became slower and more intimate, with kisses and touches beneath the bedsheet.
She told me that I couldn’t see her directly at that moment, but I could continue kissing and rubbing her clit and making her enjoy it.
We stayed together like that for around 1.5 hours on the first day.
For me, it was the first time, so every moment carried nervousness and discovery. For her, there was reassurance and guidance, and that helped me become comfortable with her.
In the morning, before leaving, I kissed her.
That was how our relationship truly began.
—
29 March 2022 — Araku Trip
On 29 March 2022, we went on a trip to Araku with her friends.
Even though her friends were around us, there were still little moments that felt private.
On the bus, we kissed each other.
I touched her boobs and teased her, and eventually we settled down and slept.
We went to Vizag Beach and spent time there together.
On 30 March, we were at the hotel.
We played with each other without removing our dresses.
There was teasing, kissing, touching, and the familiar feeling of being drawn toward each other.
By then, our first nervousness had started disappearing. A kiss could become longer, a playful touch could become more affectionate, and even a simple look between us could create anticipation.
On 31 March, we went to Araku and reached there in the afternoon.
We freshened up.
At night, she wanted to drink, so we brought everything.
I am non-alcoholic, so I didn’t drink.
She drank, and after she became drunk, she started trying to cross limits. I didn’t want things to go too far while she was drunk, so I kissed her, touched her boobs once, made sure she ate something, and made her sleep.
The next morning, we visited a temple.
Afterward, we came back and kissed each other.
While kissing her, I pressed her boobs again.
Then we went trekking.
Inside the tent, I kissed her.
Later that night, she informed her friend that she was in a relationship with me.
That moment was important to me. What had started privately between the two of us was now something she was openly telling someone close to her.
Later, she drank again.
We kissed.
I pressed her boobs and touched her vagina to rub.
The next morning, we went trekking again.
After that, we came back home.
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Three Days at Her Friend’s Sister’s House
The next time, we went to her friend’s sister’s home when nobody was there.
We stayed for three days.
The first day became another major step in our relationship.
We played with each other’s bodies and, for the first time, completely showed each other our naked bodies.
There was still nervousness, but there was also trust.
We kissed.
I kissed and sucked her body, and I rubbed her pussy, making her moan.
By then, I had learned better what she liked.
She was moaning and kissing me harder while she was moaning.
The intensity continued until her legs started shivering.
Even after her legs shivered, I wanted to continue, and I did.
She couldn’t control it anymore and eventually closed her legs.
The next day, she started changing dresses to show me the dresses.
I watched her and teased her.
I asked her that whenever she wore any dress, she shouldn’t wear a bra.
She did the same.
That same day, she touched my dick for the first time.
She felt it herself, experiencing that side of our intimacy from her perspective for the first time.
I asked her to give me a blowjob.
She hesitated.
She wasn’t ready.
I became angry.
Then came the third day.
To make her happy, I made her nude and she was ready.
She made me nude too and saw my dick directly.
She touched it and felt it.
Then I took honey and kept it on her vagina and licked it, making her react more intensely.
After that, I did it three times that day.
But she was still not ready to give me a blowjob.
I became very angry.
Then, before her friend’s sister’s family came home, we were about to leave and had only 20 minutes.
With that little time remaining, she finally did the blowjob harder until I came.
She had told me to tell her before I came, but she didn’t know that semen could leak in between. She became angry when it happened, but she still did it.
I also enjoyed her vagina many times.
At first, I didn’t even like licking vagina, but I still did it because I wanted to give her pleasure too.
Eventually, because of her, I started liking it.
That was something that changed because of the relationship itself.
—
July 2022 — My Home
After that, in July, she wanted to come to my home when nobody was there.
We planned it carefully.
When she came inside, I closed the door and immediately kissed her.
By then, kissing her had become almost instinctive.
I would slowly remove her dress, press her boobs harder, suck them, and kiss her entire body.
The removal was never just one quick movement. We would come closer, kiss, pause, look at each other, and then continue.
I would bring chocolate and honey and pour them on her boobs and pussy before licking them.
We would continue our intimacy, including oral intimacy.
Sometimes, when I came, she would swallow small amounts.
When we met like that, we would become intimate three or four times.
The entire day would pass with us together—kissing, touching, talking, laughing, becoming intimate, and then staying close afterward.
—
August 2022
At the beginning of August, we met again.
By then, our relationship had become much more familiar.
We would start with a kiss, then hold each other, and gradually become more intimate.
We would remove each and every cloth slowly rather than rushing.
A shirt would come off between kisses.
We would pause and look at each other.
Then another kiss.
Then another embrace.
The same gradual progression continued as we removed the remaining clothes.
Our physical closeness had become something familiar to both of us.
Later, we had a break due to a fight.
For some time, everything stopped.
—
January 2023
Then, in January 2023, we started again.
When we met after the break, there was a little hesitation at first.
Then we smiled.
We came closer.
We kissed.
And slowly, the familiarity returned.
We spent the entire day together whenever we had a private place.
We repeated the same progression—coming close, kissing, slowly removing clothes, touching, and becoming intimate again.
It felt like returning to something that had already become deeply familiar.
—
February–April 2023
In February, March, and April, we continued meeting.
By then, our relationship had developed considerably.
The first kiss no longer carried the nervousness of March 2022.
Instead, it had become something natural.
We could look at each other and understand what the other person wanted.
Whenever we met privately, we would spend time together, kiss, touch, slowly remove our clothes, and continue our intimacy.
—
June–October 2023
From June through October 2023, we continued meeting multiple times.
Sometimes we met several times.
Sometimes we spent entire days together.
The same pattern continued.
We would first sit together and talk.
Then came the first kiss.
The kiss would become slower.
We would hold each other closer.
Clothes would gradually come off.
There would be more kisses, touching, embraces, and intimacy.
Sometimes we slept naked together for the entire night.
By then, our relationship had become deeply familiar.
—
3 October 2023
Then came 3 October 2023.
This became the last major intimate encounter in our story.
She had always hesitated about anal intimacy, but this time she asked me whether I could do it hard.
I did.
She asked me to remove myself afterward.
Even after that, when we were already dressing up and preparing to leave the private place, we remained close.
She was still ready for oral intimacy.
She was willing to let me cum in her mouth, on her face, on her chest, and in other ways we had already explored.
Even when we were already fully dressed and able to leave, there was still a reluctance to separate.
I asked her whether I could take the lead during oral intimacy rather than having her do the movement herself.
She immediately said:
“Do it.”
That happened on 3 October 2023.
And that was the last time.
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Everything We Had Shared
Looking back, our relationship had a very specific progression.
It began with a simple “hi” and “bye.”
Then came the WhatsApp message.
The office meetings.
The questions.
The growing attraction.
The movie.
The first kiss.
Her proposal.
The first night together.
The Araku trip.
The bus.
Vizag Beach.
The hotel.
The temple.
The trekking.
Her telling her friend that she was in a relationship with me.
The three days at her friend’s sister’s house.
My home.
The break.
The return.
The repeated meetings.
And finally 3 October 2023.
There were kisses.
There was touching and pressing her boobs.
There was rubbing.
There were moments when we slowly removed our clothes while becoming closer.
There were moments of nervousness.
There were moments when we laughed.
There were moments when we simply looked at each other.
There were arguments.
There were breaks.
There were reunions.
And there were private moments that belonged only to us.
I always told her that her vagina was for our marriage.
She knew that.
She would text me that she was ready to be intimate with me many times.
When I asked her what size dick she liked, she would say it wasn’t about size.
She would say:
“Only yours.”
She also used to say that she wanted to suck it badly.
Those conversations became part of our private relationship.
For me, however, the story wasn’t simply about physical intimacy.
It began with two people meeting through a friend.
A simple “hi.”
A simple “bye.”
And somehow that tiny moment became a relationship lasting more than a year.
I remember the first time she came close to my lips.
I remember the first kiss.
I remember the nervousness of touching her for the first time.
I remember how she reassured me.
I remember the way our relationship gradually became more comfortable.
I remember the bus.
The beach.
The hotel.
The temple.
The trekking.
The tent.
The days when nobody else was around.
The long hours together.
The arguments.
The break.
The return.
And finally 3 October 2023.
I had always believed that what we were sharing would eventually lead somewhere permanent.
I believed our intimacy was part of a relationship that would continue.
But after everything we had shared—
we broke up.
She left me.
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