My name is Om, and this is the story of how my gf Adya and I lose our virginity. To properly get to the story I must give a little bit of back story so please be patient. This is a real story and if you like it, I will write another episode after this.
"So, when you come over, park in the A wing, give me a call and then come over to C. My apt number is 302. Don't knock the door. Check if anyone is looking if there is no one just come right in. Don't take you shoes off outside."
I saw the text on my phone as I was about to leave for her house on my bike. She lived about 30 minutes away from me. She had invited me over her place for coffee. I joked once that she was so bad at cooking that the only thing, she knew was probably how to boil water.
"I am not quite going to brag about my culinary skills, but at the least I make a mean coffee," she said with a smirk.
I replied, "I wouldn't say no to a coffee."
"Okay come over this Wednesday then? My parents and sister will be at work so I will have to make only 2 cups." She said with a surprisingly straight face
I was dating Jiya when I had first met Adya. We were in the same class and I suspected Adya had a crush on me. I used this to my advantage to win over Jiya but making her jealous of Adya. What started off as a selfish move turned into a good friendship between me and Adya. When I eventually broke up with Jiya, Adya and I started spending more time together. She had moved to Pune, a city about four hours away from Mumbai where we lived. We started texting more often and every time she was back, we spent time together
Adya was someone easy on the eye, a fun next-door girl. She had a cute face short curly black hair. She used to wear think framed glasses. She was short, about 5'3" and slim. Her breasts were the size of ripe peaches and would just stick her top out. Her best feature was her butt. She had a dancer's ass. Her ass was curvy and toned.
One weekend Adya was on her way back to Pune and I offered to drop her to the bus station. I picked her from her place. She had nothing more than a backpack or luggage. She threw it on the backseat and got in the front and hugged me. She had a light floral scent to her. She was wearing a white pullover and pink shorts.
"Thank you so much for dropping me," she said with a smile.
"Of course," I replied.
We had casual conversation as I drove to the bus stop. We got there about 20 minutes.
"You just want to wait in here?" I asked.
"Yeah, I am okay with that," she replied.
There was an awkward silence for a few minutes there.
"So, I always wondered," she said and paused.
"you wondered?" I asked.
"What did you ever see in Jiya? I mean did you really find her cute?" she asked with a hint of irritation.
I laughed out a little and said, "you both really hated each other, didn't you?"
"I did find her annoying. But that's not the point, I asked the question," she said in a continued annoyance.
"Well, she was nice, cute and well if I had to be honest, I wasn't too much into her," I replied.
"You guys seemed to be in complete love with each other," she asked with a puzzled look.
"I know it seemed to people like that. But that's what it was to be honest. We had feelings for each other but then everyone thought we were a couple that at some point we confused the people's perception of us for feelings for each other and ended up dating. That was it," I said
"Wow, that's unbelievable. You dated her out of peer pressure? Really?" she said as she seemed even more annoyed.
"Well, yeah I guess that was it. That is why it didn't last," I replied.
"Yeah! Figures," she replied back angered.
"Is there something you want to say Adya?" I asked.
"Not really," she said as she sighed.
I waited for few seconds. There seemed to be an eternity of silene.
"I think you do," I said in a low voice," it's right there on your lips but you can't let it go. Let me help you with that," I put my hand around her face and turned it towards me and kissed her lips.
She seemed like she just froze at first and didn't respond in any way. Her lips were soft and tasted of strawberry lip balm she had on. I slowly parted her lips as she started responding to my lips. Our lips starting to feel the motion of each other. Her hand moved on to the back of my head. We started kissing more passionately. I rolled my tongue as a caressed her lips with my tongue.
"Isn't that what I you were trying to say, more or less?" I said as we broke the kiss.
"I think my bus is here," she said as she grabbed her bag and rushed out.
I was left in disarray. I saw her walking towards the bus. Just as I thought the bus was about to leave, I saw her through the window, and she waved goodbye. I thought, "well, that must be positive."
Once I reached back home, I checked my phone and saw her text.
Adya: What just happened?
Me: What was meant to happen. I think I have always liked you just took long to realize. We have been going out for a while and I love the feeling I get when I am with you.
Adya: Are you asking me out?
Me: I would have preferred to do this in person but you kinda ran out on me, but yeah, I guess I am.
Adya: Well I didn't know how to reach; it was kind of sudden.
Me: Not the point I am worried about.
Adya: Uh, yeah. I think yes. Are you sure about this? We are not even in the same city.
Me: Of course. You come here every couple of weeks, and I can come there where I can too. I want this, do you?
Adya: Yeah, I know I do.