Lying naked on the bed, playing with my nipples and pussy. What the hell I did, don’t know whether it opens a hell or heaven. How did my hands stripped me. How they slipped my dress in front of so many men. Was I out of mind to get naked, and triggered erotic fantasy of so many men. They might have seen my nude pics before. But when they came in front of me, if I slip the dress to get naked, that is an open invitation, exhibiting my intention to get fucked. I just ensured these 100 men would queue up to fuck me, many more would follow. I couldn’t think much beyond that, as such planning and imaginations are beyond my IQ level.
Since when I had this weakness to strip in front of male. My mind went into flashback mode. I was brought up in a small town, in a bit traditional family. Even when I was a small kid, my mom forced me to wear skirt that cover well past below my knee. Both my parents used to object, even if my skirt get small to show my knee. With growth, my mom use to stitch me a new skirt. It was a holiday, and I was just 11 year old, had gone to my granny’s home in village. Another distant relative Sandeep also came to her house. He was just three years older to me, but very adventurous. Our granny allowed us to go in to forest behind her fields, for our play. I found one of my old skirt abandoned years back in my granny’s home. It was still fitting to me, but with my growth it had become quite short. Forget the knee, it was well above the knee to expose my entire thigh, and with little lift, it could even show what panty I am wearing. I can’t wear that, even inside the home, as my granny is after all my mother’s mother. That skirt was opening my fascination. Then I wore a pajama below and wore the skirt like a top.
I went out to that forest with Sandeep. He teased me even at that age, that you look beautiful in this skirt, but the pajama is not a good combination with that. Then I told him, I can take it out. He replied, I would love to see that. With no second thought, I removed my pajama, and put that into his backpack. Only then I realized, that I forgot to wear undies. My face went red, but I can not retract now. We walked into the forest hand in hand. He made comment and told me the story of Adam and eve in garden of Eden. Then I told him, if this is garden of Eden, and we are Adam and eve, then we must kiss, and turned to him. I didn’t even know what my words mean, I just repeated a line from his story. But he clutched me in his arm, moved nearer to me. His lips touched my forehead. That was the first known kiss of my life from a stranger boy. Such a sweat nectar, for some time we didn’t even looked at each other. We kept walking silently. But I couldn’t control. I stopped and turned to him. I was shivering due to excitement I got with that first kiss on my forehead. I wanted to repeat it, but don’t know how to proceed. He hold my arms, otherwise I would have fallen down. He put his arms around my shoulder and pulled me towards him. I just surrendered and almost dissolved in his arms. With all parts of the body touching to his body, I could feel a tingling sensation everywhere. Before I could know what that sensation is, he kissed me again. This time he pressed his lips on my cheek. Now I put my arms around his neck. I didn’t want his face to move away.
Now it is my turn, I kissed his eyes, they were so attractive. Then kissed his cheeks. I was excited by our play. Now I was facing him, don’t know where to kiss next. But didn’t want to stop this beautiful play of nature. Somehow unknowingly my face moved forward. I loved his lips which gave me the sensation of kiss. Uncontrolled, my lips directly kissed his lips. For minutes we remained in that locked mode. Some unknown excitation mesmerized me. When he moved his face back, I was almost loosing my control. He hold me tight again, to avoid me falling down. I was almost in a drunken state. He kissed my lips again. I just surrendered my lips to him. Unable to bear the excitement, I almost bite his lips. He pushed me out, shouting, you bite me. I was ashamed for hurting him. I kneeled down to grass floor, folded my hands, begged him. I am sorry, you can punish me, I did it unconsciously. You are so sweet. I didn’t want to loose him. But he smiled and kneeled down, hugged me, and kissed all over my face. You are a sweet girl, but now you treat my wounded lips. I knew only one thing, I kept on kissing him continuously on his lips.
Did your first kiss was also so exciting. Someone somewhere someday give us that exciting experience. Can you share me your experience of first kiss I get shy meeting same Sandeep even today, though we both are married to different people and settled in different towns.