resembled a
nullah
what with all the trash floating in it. Simi parked her Kinetic at a deserted, predetermined spot, and gave someone a missed call. As she waited, her breathing was fast and shallow.
Keep yourself calm Simi, you wanted this!
Soon a Maruti Alto — possibly the smallest car on Indian roads — pulled up nearby and she got in.
Namit Chohan had been her friend since college days. They were not best friends, but he had been trying to date her for the last two years. While Simi thought he was a safe bet as she had gone with him twice to the movies and once to dinner. Simi thought that they were going steady. But Namit would tell his friends ‘I’m going to bang her.’
Namit drove up a hill, took a left turn onto a dirt road and finally parked the car behind some bushes.
‘Are you ready, Simi?’ he asked. No asking her how her day was, no talk about the weather, no general chitchat. Namit got straight to the point. She couldn’t blame him, he knew why they were meeting, and he knew the plan.
Simi was going to lose her virginity today. It was her idea.
At twenty-three, Simi was probably the only one amongst her peers who was still a virgin. It was not a big deal to her, but peer pressure was mounting and she wanted to get it over with. She just wasn’t sure if Namit was the right guy though. But, at this stage, anyone would have been OK. The objective was not with whom, the objective was losing
it.
She sat nervously as Namit took out a pack of condoms from his hip pocket.
A five-pack!
‘What, you haven’t seen a condom before?’ Namit said as he saw her expression, sounding like he was her teacher.
His condescending attitude was not needed. He was right; she had not seen a condom before, and she took the packet from him. It looked suspect, with a brand name that didn’t read Kamasutra or Durex — both established brands — but instead it was called HOT MEN and had a shoddy picture of a horse on his hind legs. Namit took the pack back and excitedly ripped it open with his teeth.
That cannot be healthy.
‘Simi, are you ready to do some
boom-boom, boom shaka boom boom
?’
‘Do what?’ Simi couldn’t understand what Namit was saying. She could feel her thighs shut tight. She was tense and didn’t know what to do, so she started rolling all the windows up.
‘Why are you closing the windows?’
‘What if someone comes?’
‘Simi, they’re not even tinted. No one’s coming this side.’
They shifted to the back seat. The Maruti Alto was not made for backseat sex. But no one had told them that. It was like trying to do it in a small refrigerator.
Namit was unzipping his jeans; Simi was aroused. He started unhooking her top and tried his best to mask his over-excitement by reciting a poem.
‘You asked me what I want from you.
And so I will answer you
With the greatest of pain,
That I want it all.
Your eyes and your heart beating for me
Your desires turning to me to be filled.
Your lips quivering in request for me
Your thirst wanting to be thrilled.
The taste of your lips and your tongue
wetting my mouth, your back arched.
As you show me the light within you
And these are just the beginnings.’
Not that it made any sense, but Simi didn’t hear a single word Namit had said. She was terrified. Now he was sliding down
her
jeans. Her breathing became heavier, but she remained alert.
‘Namit, please be gentle, OK?’
‘I want to make you scream,’ he said with all sincerity. ‘Scream with pleasure, of course! I want you to loosen up and trust me.’ He took her hand and put it on his thigh.
Maybe this was going to be better than I thought.
‘But before that, I am going to make sure that you feel emotionally and sensually pleasured so that it will be easy for you to scream.’ Namit was nuzzling his face on Simi’s neck.
‘Uh, huh, ho … she had closed her eyes.
He spread and raised her legs. The space was so damn small; she couldn’tavoid resting them on the
nullah
what with all the trash floating in it. Simi parked her Kinetic at a deserted, predetermined spot, and gave someone a missed call. As she waited, her breathing was fast and shallow.
Keep yourself calm Simi, you wanted this!
Soon a Maruti Alto — possibly the smallest car on Indian roads — pulled up nearby and she got in.
Namit Chohan had been her friend since college days. They were not best friends, but he had been trying to date her for the last two years. While Simi thought he was a safe bet as she had gone with him twice to the movies and once to dinner. Simi thought that they were going steady. But Namit would tell his friends ‘I’m going to bang her.’
Namit drove up a hill, took a left turn onto a dirt road and finally parked the car behind some bushes.
‘Are you ready, Simi?’ he asked. No asking her how her day was, no talk about the weather, no general chitchat. Namit got straight to the point. She couldn’t blame him, he knew why they were meeting, and he knew the plan.
Simi was going to lose her virginity today. It was her idea.
At twenty-three, Simi was probably the only one amongst her peers who was still a virgin. It was not a big deal to her, but peer pressure was mounting and she wanted to get it over with. She just wasn’t sure if Namit was the right guy though. But, at this stage, anyone would have been OK. The objective was not with whom, the objective was losing
it.
She sat nervously as Namit took out a pack of condoms from his hip pocket.
A five-pack!
‘What, you haven’t seen a condom before?’ Namit said as he saw her expression, sounding like he was her teacher.
His condescending attitude was not needed. He was right; she had not seen a condom before, and she took the packet from him. It looked suspect, with a brand name that didn’t read Kamasutra or Durex — both established brands — but instead it was called HOT MEN and had a shoddy picture of a horse on his hind legs. Namit took the pack back and excitedly ripped it open with his teeth.
That cannot be healthy.
‘Simi, are you ready to do some
boom-boom, boom shaka boom boom
?’
‘Do what?’ Simi couldn’t understand what Namit was saying. She could feel her thighs shut tight. She was tense and didn’t know what to do, so she started rolling all the windows up.
‘Why are you closing the windows?’
‘What if someone comes?’
‘Simi, they’re not even tinted. No one’s coming this side.’
They shifted to the back seat. The Maruti Alto was not made for backseat sex. But no one had told them that. It was like trying to do it in a small refrigerator.
Namit was unzipping his jeans; Simi was aroused. He started unhooking her top and tried his best to mask his over-excitement by reciting a poem.
‘You asked me what I want from you.
And so I will answer you
With the greatest of pain,
That I want it all.
Your eyes and your heart beating for me
Your desires turning to me to be filled.
Your lips quivering in request for me
Your thirst wanting to be thrilled.
The taste of your lips and your tongue
wetting my mouth, your back arched.
As you show me the light within you
And these are just the beginnings.’
Not that it made any sense, but Simi didn’t hear a single word Namit had said. She was terrified. Now he was sliding down
her
jeans. Her breathing became heavier, but she remained alert.
‘Namit, please be gentle, OK?’
‘I want to make you scream,’ he said with all sincerity. ‘Scream with pleasure, of course! I want you to loosen up and trust me.’ He took her hand and put it on his thigh.
Maybe this was going to be better than I thought.
‘But before that, I am going to make sure that you feel emotionally and sensually pleasured so that it will be easy for you to scream.’ Namit was nuzzling his face on Simi’s neck.
‘Uh, huh, ho … she had closed her eyes.
He spread and raised her legs. The space was so damn small; she couldn’tavoid resting them on the
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