Our Perfect Little Date

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“Where is the damn AC Remote?” I muttered under my breath.

It was a ‘summer afternoon’, two of the most beautiful words in the English language. And probably most harmonious sound for an English ear. But not for an Indian ear. It was a coastal place in Odisha. The weather was a pain in the ass.

We studied coastal climates, about how the climate tends to be moderate. Either that was a lie or it’s fucking global warming.

“There it is. Found you son of a bitch.” The sense of relief was real. I had already started imagining the cold air on my body. Got rid of my shirt. I threw myself on the bed. Closed my eyes for a few seconds and unlocked my phone. There was a notification from Tinder.

My relationship with Tinder is quite complicated. Recently I have come to terms with ‘tinde’ (apple gourd), But not Tinder. A handful of matches and invisible yet visible amount of rejection. And this was the 3rd time I installed Tinder with high hopes.

Got a couple of matches. I mean men will be men. You can find pretty girls and feel like your self-esteem drop every minute you spent here. What a lovely combination. It was a reply. Finally a reply after three days. But I’ll take it.

“So, you like Anime, huh?” (Me)

“Yes, Do you have any favorites?”

“Why did you assume that I like Anime?”

“I just got that vibe from you.”

“From texts?”

“Yes.”

“I like Naruto and Death Note. What are your favorite animes?”

“I like *bunch of anime that I have never heard before*”

Note: The only reason I could not quite catch the anime name is the fact that I have only watched three anime in my life. And I had to improvise the conversation based on those anime. Good luck with that.

“How’s your day going?” (Me)

“It’s boring. I have nothing to do. What about you?”

“I have work to do. I just don’t want to do it.”

It sure was a boring day. I thought let’s do something interesting. And asking her out on a date could be a good idea. But it makes me look desperate. Nervousness started kicking in. Maybe because of the fact that It would be my first date ever. Will she say yes? What if she thinks I am desperate?

All these thoughts kept crawling in my head before I even asked her out. Boy, was I proud of my overthinking? Fuck it, man, I am bored. What’s the worst that could happen? She will decline my request and I’ll be embarrassed. Then I’ll add this to the list of shitty decisions I have made in my life till now.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath you asshole.

“So what do you prefer? Coffee or pizza?

“Why not pizza with coffee sauce?”

Oh boy, felt like I found my soul mate. Not because I like that combination. Solely because most of the girls on Tinder are pretty boring to talk to. And finding a girl with weird food ideas was just what I needed.

“Do you want to meet up and get something to eat? Like pizza?” (Me)

“I’d rather have biriyani.”

“I like you already.”

“Save that for later. How about we meet at the beach? At 5 pm?”

“Alright, sounds good. Here is my number **********, give me a call when you reach there.”

“See you there.”

Don’t be surprised. The beach was very crowded. And I think she was a really adventurous girl. Which she was. That will come later. After finishing up some work, took a bath. Put on a t-shirt and shorts, which was quite long. I definitely did not want to fill my jeans pockets with sand no matter what.

4.15 PM. The weather was quite nice after the arrival of unexpected clouds. Got in my car and started the short journey towards the destination. Parked my car, took a seat on the beach and waited for her. I was sweating a little. The matter of concern was what if she stood me up. Waited for 10 more minutes.

My phone started to ring. It was an unknown number. I answered it. Her voice was sweet. Maybe I am being overdramatic. But look at it from a virgin’s point of view. She sounded sweet. She was there, near the bench. She was waving at me. I got up.

She said, “Hi.”

“Hi, there.” And it was a half hug. An awkward one. God, kill me, please. Let me explain here real quick. She was a dusky looking girl wearing glasses. Height around 5.8, A little curvy. And she was beautiful. Not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful the way she smiled.

“Sorry, I am late,” She said with a smile.

“It’s fine. I am just happy that you did not ghost me.”

“I was pretty bored, Decided why not? But I will leave you if I see any handsome faces here.”

“Are you implying that I am not handsome enough?”

“What do you think? Are you?”

“Maybe.”

“Don’t worry, I was just messing with you.”

We talked. We talked for half an hour. Then slowly I started getting uncomfortable. Something’s wrong. I was aroused. And it started showing its behavior. I looked down at it while talking with her. This is not right. It’s too soon. It was my stomach. It started growling.

I knew I should have eaten something before I came here. Now I am hungry. And it’s istanbul escort too soon for her to witness my creepy eating style. Let’s be honest. No one, absolutely no one, wants to see their first date pouncing on a chicken leg like a hungry wolf. It’s not attractive. I mean it is for me.

But I am not sure what normal people think.

“What? You hungry?” She asked with a sly smile.

“Yes, are you?”

“Always. What do you want to eat?”

“You choose.”

So we ordered two biriyanis, fried chicken and some gravy. Now folks if you want to order food now instead of reading this story, go ahead. I understand. And I respect your priorities. Our natural instincts took over. We both realized that our spirit animal is a hungry wolf.

We shredded those chicken’s leg just like you shred gift wrappers when you are impatient. Paid the bill. Pure bliss. I’d rather sniff biriyani aroma than an Axe deodorant.

“I must say. I was a little hesitant before eating biriyani in front of you. Crushing the bone like an animal is not the prettiest sight to witness. I am sorry if it left a scar on your memory,” she said.

“Arey, don’t be so self-conscious. All that matters is we erased the existence of those legs without harming the chicken.”

Time flew by. Another half-hour passed in a flash. It was very unlikely of me. Babbling for a long time without getting weird and nervy. And I was quite happy about it. We talked about our ambitions, plans, friends, etc. She had a smile on her face throughout the conversation.

There was silence for a minute. We both stopped for a moment and gazed at the ocean. So calm. The beach was getting empty. It was time for us to return home. After a moment we both looked at each other and we realized that it’s time to depart for today.

“It’s getting late. We should head home,” I said.

“Yes. We should,” She smiled.

“Should I drop you home?”

“Nah, It’s fine. Don’t worry.”

I did not insist. Because I had to get back to my home too. We bid farewell. And a perfect hug. Yes. Score. She gave me a warm smile. I was staring at her till she boarded the bus. It was not love, just admiration. I received a message as soon as I got back.

“People must be thinking of you as a creep the way you were staring at me.”

I never realized that she caught me staring at her. Maybe I was too busy thinking about her while staring at her that I didn’t notice.

“I don’t mind. I think everyone should admire beauty when they see it.” I typed with a stupid grin on my face.

“You know what, I enjoyed our date. It was fun.” She said.

“That’s good to hear. I was about to ask your feedback.”

“What are you doing?”

“Thinking about our date. I too enjoyed it. It was fun. I am looking forward to meeting you again.”

“How about we meet tomorrow?” She said.

“That’d be wonderful.”

I realized that the stupid grin of my face was still there and It won’t be fading away anytime soon. We chatted for a few minutes. Exchanging quality memes made us comfortable and our conversation went well. We scheduled our meeting for the next day. The unexpected clouds were still floating.

I was lying on my bed. Watching the moon through the window, I felt alone. I don’t know why I got sad. But I tried to shake up the feeling by listening to songs. And it worked. Slept like a bear. The morning’s here. Overcast was cloudy. But I’ve got a little sunshine on a cloudy day.

Tried to study. But all I could think of was her. And I distracted myself with pleasure. We had decided to have lunch together. Coz. You know, food!

She was early this time. She was wearing a white t-shirt and high waist jeans. This time, It was a perfect hug. Not gonna lie, I like hugging. It’s comfortable. We ordered our food, talked about our childhood, relationships, memes, etc. We were comfortable with each other.

Talking about our love for memes and webcomic preferences was a huge icebreaker. We talked about our food more than anything else. “So tell me honestly, What are you expecting from your Tinder match? A relationship or a fling?” I asked.

“Believe me or not, I wasn’t expecting anything at all. It may not go the way I intended. So it’s better to enjoy the moment and see where it leads us rather than worrying about it too much.” She said with a pure smile.

“Woah, Woah. Don’t go too deep. I am not ready for this yet. So tell me, Was it good? Our short journey?” I asked

“Oh yes, I am relishing this moment.”

“I am glad to hear that. It’ll be listed as one of my achievements.”

She (giggles), “What are you expecting from this date?”

“Nothing serious, I have no expectations too. Just like you. I installed Tinder because, you know. There are several reasons. And the result is pretty good so far.”

After lunch, we were clueless about what to do. Both of us wanted to spend some more time together. It was a small town compared to a metro city. As it was cloudy we decided to go avcılar escort to a hill nearby which is situated near the Chilkha lake. The view from the top of the mountain was mesmerizing.

So we started our journey. She parked her scooter near her home. And we went there by car. I let her use the aux cord. Her song collection was simply awesome. We reached there in an hour. Started climbing the mountain and it took us merely 30 minutes to reach the top.

We were sweating. And she was tired. I was not. Just kidding. I was. But I was trying to make a cool impression in front of her. And from the look of her face, I was certain that she was in a little awe. “How the hell are you not tired?”

I just smiled. And the tiring journey did not disappoint us. A cool breeze stirred my hair as soon as we reached the top. We sat on a large rock under a tree. We could see the lake and the forest. It was a cloudy day. I was surprised that why the rain has not arrived yet?

The weather certainly kept us on our toes. But it was pleasant. We both lay down looking at the sky. Without uttering a single word. I looked at her. Staring at the sky, smiling like an angel. Everything about the moment was beautiful. I was mesmerized. Not by the beauty of the lake, but by her.

“How long will you keep looking at me?” She asked still facing the sky.

“As long as we are together.”

She looked at me, smiled and said, “I did not know that you can flirt.”

“Me neither,” I said as I realized that my reply was just a reflex.

We kept looking at the sky. We were both comfortable with the silence. It did not bother us. All I could hear at the moment was the wind gushing as if the mountain is breathing fresh and cold air. The tunes of the leaves brushing with each other made the scenery worthwhile.

We talked for a few minutes. But most of our time was devoted towards staring at the sky. We decided to return. As we are walking down the mountain we both were silent. It was peaceful. We exchanged a few glances. But this time something changed. I could feel it.

“Do you want to stay here? Tonight?” She asked looking at me. She was nervous.

“I don’t think we have enough supplies to make a camp,” I replied with a smirk, fully aware of what she meant by staying here.

“Don’t act like you don’t understand me.” She said with a cute irritating tone.

“Yes, let’s stay here tonight,” I said smiling but dancing inside.

So we booked a hotel. Made up some excuses for our parents. The journey from the mountain to the hotel was tongue-tied. The only time we talked was when I bought some snacks for later. It’s a popular tourist destination. Thus finding a good hotel was not that difficult.

The rain started pouring in as soon as we reached the hotel. Cloudy sky created an illusion of dusk. We both looked at each other with a smile on our face. We both realized that we were fortunate enough to not get caught up in the rain. They handed over the keys to us and we headed towards our room.

I was nervous. My heart was racing. I knew what was coming. Took some deep breathes. I let her lead the way with the keys. I was behind her looking at her every move. The thought of being with her was making me excited. We reached the door. I braced myself and calmed down.

She opened the door and kept holding the door for me. I had made up my mind about what do next. I got in and stood behind her. The sensation of my breathing was swirling around her neck. The sexual tension could be felt in the room. She closed the door and turned around.

And there I was, standing so close to her that both of us can feel each other without touching a single part of each other’s body. At that moment there wasn’t a single force in the world that could’ve stopped us. As soon as she turned around I grabbed her by the waist and pushed her to the door gently.

All the while making sure that the doorknob doesn’t touch her back. Her lips were shivering. She kissed like she wanted to be kissed. Soft and moist and hot. The battle fought not to win but to seek union. The movement of the lips developed chaos. My lips brushed her delicately.

Her hands were moving slowly and gently on my waist. Amidst all the chaos a sensation of her tongue caressing my upper lip worked like an ecstasy. Involvement of her tongue allowed me to explore her more. It was getting hot. The room temperature. But I was in no hurry.

I wanted to explore every inch of her body before she sets herself on that bed. I slid my hands inside her top. Felt some sweat drops. I don’t mind. Then I took my hand out of her waist. My hands grabbed her hands by the wrist and guided them above her head. The kissing was still intact. Her eyes were closed.

It was time to explore the rest of her. I took the liberty of separating our lips. She opened her eyes wondering why did we stop? She was questioning my decision of stopping the kiss with her eyes. I did not answer anything. I just kept looking at her eyes while slowly sliding my lips towards şirinevler escort her neck.

She understood and smiled. I unleashed her hands. Spread her legs with my knees and lifted her up. She put her legs around me. Gave her a kiss using my tongue on her neck as a starter. As soon as she tilted her head up, I started with a small bite.

I caressed her neck from behind with my left hand while holding her with my right hand. The wall behind her was providing me any support necessary. She just shivered and tightened her grip on my hair. Nobody is immune to neck kisses. It took me a few moments to explore every corner of her neck.

I intended to do it with every inch of her body. It was getting exciting and interrupting it would be foolish. So I kept going. She was just as aggressive as me. As soon I put her down, she pulled me towards her and kept kissing my neck like she licks an ice-cream. I was getting aroused more and more now.

No. I can’t let it happen so soon. I won’t let her control me till I explore every inch of her body first. So I stopped her. I started kissing her again while sliding my hands inside her t-shirt and undressed her. So I started where I left it. Started kissing from neck and slowly went down.

The path to her breasts from her neck was full of little kisses accompanied by the tip of my tongue. She unhooked her bra. I put my hand behind her waist and went for it. I started gentle and avoided her nipple and areola (The whole area of darker flesh). I knew she wanted a nipple stimulation.

So avoiding the nipples was delightfully frustrating for her. But every activity in foreplay has its own charm. “Suck it already,” she whimpered. She wanted me to latch on. All right. I latched on like a hungry baby. But the difference between me and a baby was I could cover more ground.

I started sucking her right nipple while squeezing her left nipple. I tried to mimic the motions of my mouth. Lips on one nipple and mimicking it with my hand on the other nipple. Her every deep breath encouraged her boobs to take up more space of my mouth.

It continued with both of her breasts. I made sure that I don’t play favorites. I did not want the other boob to feel left out. Then I started sliding down and up and up and down to kiss her ribcage on the sides and the top of her armpit. Every moan of her was filling me with motivation.

She was now lying on the bed naked on the top, legs hanging from the bed and wearing her jeans. I unbuttoned her jeans while my hand ran slow between her bosom. My hand went inside to embrace the opening between her thighs. It was wet. I ran my fingers through the opening without entering it.

I pulled down her jeans. A sense of pleasant smell filled my nose that made me an addict. I put my left thumb on her clit to stroke it. Two of my fingers of my right hand went in. It was already wet. It just made the job easier. It was the most erotic experience.

I wanted my fingers to embrace every bit of her flesh down there. The speed gradually increased. With every thrust of my hand, the slurping sound increased. This sound was as sweet as Ed Sheeran’s songs for me. Her body tightened. She swayed her hips with such conviction.

I kissed her inner thighs were to tease her. I slipped my head between her thighs. Ready to gulp down every challenge it throws on me. Touched her clit with my tongue and a loud moan escaped her mouth. So I continued licking it with my hands squeezing her nipple while her hand caressing my hair.

Took it to the extreme by sticking my tongue in her pussy, licking every ounce of wetness that was dripping. She wrapped her legs around my neck. I engaged my tongue and my lips like it’s the last time I will ever nibble, kiss, slurp and make her moan harder than ever. She tightened her body and . I could hear her heavy breaths. she squeezed my head while I tightened my grip on her hips, pushing herself against my mouth. I wanted to slurp it all. she gasped and pulsed. I felt it. She came.

It was intense for both of us. She pulled me up with a smile and kissed me with everything she had. She noticed that I was still wearing my jeans. Took my jeans off with a smile on her face.

“Was it good?” I asked.

“Oh yes, It was amazing” She blushed. “Now, It’s your turn.”

She pushed her tongue in my mouth while unbuttoning my jeans. Pulled down my jeans along with my underwear. Kissed my length and took it in her mouth. The sudden sensation sent chills down my spine. She sure was wild. I was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at her.

She was sitting on the floor, head between my thighs, With my whole manhood inside her mouth. I was going through a different sensation at one time. The sensation of sucking me like a wet vacuum, with her tongue swirling around it. The sound of slurping intensified.

She took my cock out of her mouth and told me to stand up. I did. She again started licking it while looking me in her eyes. I was looking at her. She moved her hands around and fondled my ass cheeks with it. Now she started taking the whole length in her mouth.

She was moving her head back and forth at a constant speed while tickling my ass with her nails. It was arousing. Every move of hers was well executed. I couldn’t resist my moaning. I continued moaning. The more she listened to my moans, the more aggressive she became.

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