How about we go out tonight? We donāt have to go anywhere fancy. Dominos is good enough for me,” Sandhya suggested to Krishna, her boyfriend of a year from college.
“Sure, if thatās what you want. How about a movie afterwards? We donāt have classes tomorrow, so we can hang out and relax,” Krishna offered, and Sandhya agreed. Krishna and Sandhya grabbed a cheap meal at Dominos and then went to watch a romantic film.
Krishna wasnāt a fan of that type of movie, but Sandhya loved them. She enjoyed how they made her imagine a life full of excitement, with a handsome guy sweeping her off her feet, taking her on trips, and buying her nice things. But she didnāt have that right now. She had Krishna.
Krishna was juggling a full-time job and college to become a CA. He spent every possible moment with her – even if that meant falling asleep while they were kissing. He could be a bit of a nerd, but she loved him for it. Sandhya was still a virgin and felt nervous about intimacy.
As Krishna drove Sandhya back to her grandparents’ place after the movie, he felt exhausted. It had been a long week of work, classes, and trying to keep up a social life. Sandhya reached out and lightly stroked his knee as he pulled into her driveway.
“I had a great time tonight,” she said softly, looking up at him with her big brown eyes.
“Yeah?” Krishna replied, “It was nice to have some time just for us.” They exchanged smiles for a moment before Sandhya spoke up again. “Will you walk me to the door?”
“Of course,” Krishna responded, his voice barely a whisper. He turned off the engine, got out, and opened her door. As they made their way to the front door, Sandhya unexpectedly veered toward the backyard fence, quietly opening it and walking through.
This was strange, as Krishna had only been in the backyard a couple of times during their year of dating. Once they reached the small patio behind the house, Sandhya stopped and turned to face Krishna, her expression soft and inviting. She took a deep breath before speaking in a low voice.
“I thoughtā¦ maybe we could do something different today,” Sandhya began, nervously biting her lip. Krishna raised an eyebrow, uncertain, and continued. “Weāve never reallyā¦”
Sandhyaās cheeks flushed with pink as she struggled to find the right words. “What I mean is, we havenāt… well, you know.” She motioned vaguely with her hands. Krishna, finally getting the hint, said, “Oh. I get it.”
Sandhya nodded, looking down. “Iāve never… I mean, Iām still… you know.” Her voice trailed off. Krishna stayed quiet for a few seconds before responding, “Okay, I understand.” His voice was gentle and reassuring.
Krishna cupped her chin gently with his hand, lifting it so their eyes met. “Iām glad you want to try this,” he said softly. “But are you sure? Sure?”
Sandhya took a deep breath and nodded, locking eyes with Krishna. “Yes, Iām sure. I trust you,” she whispered. Krishna brushed a stray lock of hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. She leaned in, kissing him lightly at first, then more deeply as he responded.
Their tongues danced together as Krishna pulled Sandhya closer, his body pressing against hers. He slid one hand down to her lower back. She moaned softly, pushing her small breasts against his chest. Krishna’s cock became hard in his pants, growing harder as Sandhya pressed her little body against him.
Their kiss became more intimate. Sandhya gasped, breaking the kiss as she felt Krishna’s erection press her lower stomach. She smiled mischievously and guided him to a nearby sofa, gently pushing him until he sat down. Sandhya turned and straddled Krishna’s lap, facing him.
His bulge pushed against her, and she felt a surprising warmth grow between her legs. His hands explored her body, feeling each curve beneath the thin fabric of her shirt and jeans. Their lips met, hungrier than before. He wanted more.
Krishna’s hands moved towards Sandhya’s beautiful ass, pulling her closer, kneading her flesh through her jeans. She moaned into his mouth as his large hands encircled her ass cheeks. Sandhya moved her hips suggestively against Krishna’s rock-hard crotch.
She could feel him throbbing with desire underneath her. Krishna groaned into Sandhya’s mouth as he ran his hands up her back, feeling her quiver under his touch. His fingers found the hem of her shirt, and he hesitated briefly before sliding his fingertips underneath.
Sandhya blushed when his skin touched hers, causing Krishna to pull away slightly and look her in the eye. “It’s okay,” she breathed, giving him an encouraging nod.
With Sandhya’s approval, Krishna slowly slid his hands upward, tracing the bare skin of her back until he reached her bra strap. Hesitating once more, he waited for a sign of encouragement from Sandhya.
Sandhya trembled slightly. Her breath hitched as Krishna traced the edge of her lacey bra with his fingertips. He leaned in and kissed her collarbone softly, making her gasp. A flush crept across Sandhya’s chest, spreading up her neck to her cheeks.
She nodded shyly, and Krishna unhooked her bra clasp, allowing the lace cups to fall open and reveal her small breasts. Sandhya blushed as Krishna’s gaze lingered on her newly exposed skin, then shyly pulled the straps of her bra down her arms.
Krishna assisted her in removing it completely and tossed it onto the grass beside them. Krishna took a moment to admire her perfect, soft mounds, barely topped with pert nipples that begged for attention. Sandhya let out a quiet sigh as Krishna’s warm hands enclosed her naked breasts, squeezing ever so softly.
Krishna brought his mouth down to Sandhya’s nipple, swirling it with his tongue before taking it between his teeth. He sucked gently on it, eliciting a throaty moan from her lips.
Krishna switched his focus to her other breast, delivering the same exquisite torture as he flicked his tongue and suckled the sensitive peak. Sandhya shivered as Krishna’s tongue lapped gently at her sensitive nipple. Encouraged by her reaction, he moved one hand to her crotch, rubbing her head softly.
Sandhya gasped as Krishna’s hand snaked its way past the button of her jeans and slipped under the waistband of her panties. Krishna felt Sandhya’s warmth seep into his fingertips as he tentatively traced the soft curls hiding her womanhood. Her hips moved involuntarily against his hand, urging him further.
Sandhya’s thighs tightened around Krishna’s arm, pinning his hand against her mound. Her cheeks burned bright red as she locked eyes with him. “Show me,” she panted, arching into his palm. Krishna slid two fingers along Sandhya’s wet slit, teasing her entrance.
“Like this?” he murmured, feather-light touches sending shivers through her petite frame. Sandhya bit her lower lip as Krishna’s long fingers explored deeper between her legs, parting her soft folds. She whimpered as a fingertip gently teased her delicate bud. It grew firm under his touch.
“You’re beautiful,” Krishna whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to Sandhya’s shoulder. She rolled her head back to allow him better access. He trailed his kisses along her jawline until their lips met again.
Sandhya, emboldened by the sensation of Krishna’s fingers dancing along her most private place, reached for his belt buckle. His breath caught as she popped it open and tugged at the zipper.
Sandhya fumbled with the top button of Krishna’s jeans, nerves building within her as she struggled to pop it free. “Let me help,” Krishna offered, his heart pounding as he hoped this meant they were finally crossing the threshold. Sandhya looked up at him, trusting, and nodded.
Krishna quickly undid the button and pulled down his zipper. Sandhya’s slim fingers wrapped around his thick shaft, sending shivers up his spine. Sandhya’s small hand barely wrapped around the girth of Krishna’s massive cock. She looked at him with innocent curiosity.
Her fingers traced the thick vein pulsating along the underside. Sandhya’s eyes widened slightly as she gripped Krishna’s cock, her thumb brushing over the shiny tip. She marvelled at its size and thickness. Her pussy grew wetter as she imagined it filling her.
As Sandhya grasped Krishna’s engorged cock, she blushed crimson. “Is thisā¦ normal?” she stammered, her heart racing. Before Krishna could respond, she added, “I’ve never seen one before.”
Krishna looked at her tenderly, sensing the innocence in her gaze. “Every man is different, Sandy,” he assured her. “Some are larger, some are smaller, and most are normal size. You are small, so anything larger than normal is going to be a monster to you.”
Sandhya blushed even deeper, looking away from Krishna’s intense gaze. She repositioned herself on his lap, her breath hitching as she settled back over his hard length. “Will it fit inside me?”
“You’re tight, but you are made to stretch to fit it. Don’t worry, we can take our time. Trust me,” Krishna said confidently, placing a reassuring hand over Sandhya’s small one as it rested on his pulsing member. Sandhya looked up at Krishna, wide-eyed and fearful.
“Krishna, Iā¦ I want you, but I’m scared.” Looking into her dark eyes, Krishna said, “I am too, little one. I don’t want to hurt you, but this will hurt a little bit, it being your first time. I’m sorry that it’s me that’s going to hurt you.”
Sandhya gazed at Krishna intently, taking in his sincerity. “That’s why I’m here with you,” she whispered. “Because I trust you not to hurt me.”
“You won’t, will you?” Sandhya asked softly, vulnerability evident in her voice. Krishna shook his head, “Never. I promise.”
Sandhya returned her gaze to Krishna’s throbbing cock, now slick with precum. She licked her lips hesitantly and lowered herself back onto his lap, letting her panty-covered pussy graze his length.
Sandhya’s shallow breaths tickled Krishna’s neck as she resumed their passionate embrace. She ground her heat against his throbbing cock. Her panties were drenched in arousal. With each sensual grind, Sandhya’s breath grew shallower.
Her pussy ached to be filled, yet she feared the pain of losing her virginity. With their faces inches apart, Sandhya tilted her pelvis forward and reached into her jeans pocket. She produced a foil packet and held it delicately between two fingers.
Sandhya’s cheeks blazed bright red as she placed the condom on Krishna’s lap. He accepted it, tearing the wrapper carefully and rolling it onto his swollen cock. Sandhya bit her bottom lip, watching the sight before her. She marvelled at how natural and real this moment felt.
Krishna, noticing her gaze on his handiwork, grinned boyishly.
“I’ll go slow, Sandhya,” Krishna promised, guiding her hips as she sat back down on him. “If it hurts too much, just tell me.” “I’m ready, Krishna. Just… please, no rush,” she urged.
Krishna kicked off his jeans and boxers, tossing them somewhere in the backyard. Gingerly, he placed his thumbs between Sandhya’s skin and her soaked panties, drawing them down her slim frame until they, too, disappeared into the backyard.
Sandhya rose on her knees and reached down between them, aligning Krishna’s pulsing tip with her soaked entrance. A shiver coursed through her as she felt him press against her delicate folds. She then placed her hands on Krishna’s broad shoulders, steeling herself for what was to come.
Sandhya felt the fat head of Krishna’s cock at her entrance, and she tensed instinctively. Tears welled in Sandhya’s eyes as she felt Krishna’s thick tip enter her, stretching her taut hymen. She whimpered as he gave a gentle push, sliding himself inch by inch into her tight channel.
As Sandhya’s hymen stretched, tears spilled down her cheeks. Krishna paused, kissing each tear away before finding her lips. “It’s okay, baby. We can stop,” he murmured, even though he ached to thrust deeper.
“No, keep going,” Sandhya whispered, nibbling on Krishna’s earlobe. “Just go slow.” Krishna nodded and pressed another inch deeper, feeling her tunnel beginning to relax.
Sandhya exhaled as she felt Krishna slide further into her aching core. She gasped, bracing herself against his muscular chest, nails digging into his skin as he penetrated deeper.
Krishna groaned as Sandhya’s tight walls enveloped him. He could feel her trembling as he pushed deeper, fighting the urge to plunge in. Sandhya winced at the sensation of Krishna filling her. “Okay?” Krishna asked, his voice husky with restraint. Sandhya bobbed her head, taking a few deep breaths.
Sandhya placed her forehead against Krishna’s, panting softly. “I’m okay,” she assured him. Krishna’s hands roamed her back, massaging the tense muscles. “Are you ready for more?” he asked.
Sandhya lifted her hips, then lowered herself again slowly, adjusting to the sensation of having Krishna’s hardness fully inside her. “Oh my god,” she sighed, clinging tightly to him. Sandhya rose on her knees, almost completely lifting Krishna’s cock out of her tight sheath.
Then, she hesitated for a moment, feeling the sense of loss, before taking a breath and lowering herself back onto him.
“Just like that, baby. Let yourself breathe,” Krishna whispered encouragingly. “You’re doing amazing.” Sandhya slowly raised and lowered herself onto his cock, sensation sparking through both their bodies.
Sandhya repeated the motion, picking up the pace gradually, feeling Krishna’s thickness gliding along her inner walls. A soft moan escaped her lips as pleasure began to outweigh the initial discomfort.
“I like it,” Sandhya panted, her eyes closed, her movements becoming bolder. “You’re so big inside me. I love the way you fill me up.” Krishna watched Sandhya’s face, captivated by her pleasure.
Sandhya’s breathing grew ragged as she rode Krishna, her movements increasingly eager. Her small tits bounced gently, tantalizingly close to Krishna’s face.
Krishna, unable to resist the temptation, reached up to cup one of Sandhya’s small breasts. He circled her hardening nipple with his finger, eliciting a soft moan from her parted lips. “Do you like that baby?”
Krishna tilted his head, capturing Sandhya’s nipple in his mouth and sucking on it softly. She cried out, pressing his head tighter against her breast. Sandhya arched her back, offering Krishna her other breast. He accepted eagerly, sucking her nipple deep into his hot mouth.
A soft moan slipped past Sandhya’s lips as she felt Krishna’s thickness swell inside her. Sandhya’s thighs trembled as her climax built, and she bucked her hips, driving Krishna’s cock deep inside her. She kissed him, moaning into his mouth as he felt her tighten around him.
Sandhya gyrated faster on Krishna’s lap, her panting quickening as she chased her orgasm. Krishna wrapped his arms around Sandhya, locking his grip on her tiny waist. With Krishna holding her waist, Sandhya could feel his cock swelling.
With each downward thrust, his balls kept slamming into her. Sandhya’s climax came crashing down, her muscles contracting around Krishna’s thickness. She arched her back and gasped, a choked cry erupting from her lungs as waves of ecstasy washed over her.
Krishna’s cock pulsed inside Sandhya as her climax intensified, sending shockwaves through his own body. Sandhya’s moans subsided, leaving her panting softly in Krishna’s arms. Her body continued to spasm, her inner muscles milking Krishna’s thickness deep inside her.
Sandhya collapsed against Krishna’s chest, spent from the intensity of her orgasm. Her breathing gradually returned to normal, and she nuzzled into his neck. “Thank you,” she murmured, her voice soft and grateful.
Krishna rested his cheek on top of Sandhya’s head, breathing deeply as he savoured the moment. “Did I hurt you?” he inquired softly. Sandhya tilted her head up to look at Krishna. “A little,” she admitted, a trace of uncertainty lingering in her gaze. “But it’s the good kind of hurt, you know?”
Sandhya blushed and kissed Krishna passionately. “I’m sure I’ll enjoy it more next time,” she said, playfully wiggling her eyebrows. Krishna smiled at Sandhya’s playful suggestion, a warm glow in his eyes. “Next time will definitely be better,” he promised.
Sandhya gently lifted herself off Krishna’s still semi-erect cock, wincing slightly. She stumbled to retrieve their scattered clothing, stepping carefully due to her sensitive state.
As Sandhya retrieved Krishna’s clothes, her heart raced, thinking about riding his thick cock again soon. She passed Krishna his jeans and boxers, careful not to touch his semi-erect penis.
Sandhya shimmied into her jeans, feeling suddenly bashful as she realized they’d just made love with her grandparents’ kitchen window in plain view. Realizing someone might come upon them, she rushed to finish putting on her shoes.
Krishna looked up while putting on his shirt and noticed Sandhya blushing hard as she quickly slipped on her sneakers. They exchanged a shy smile, both knowing how special the moment had been. As they walked towards his car, their fingers brushed for a second.
That small touch sent a strange, warm feeling through both. They reached the car without saying much. Each lost in their thoughts. Just as Krishna reached the driverās side, he paused and turned to Sandhya.
He gently touched her cheek and said, āIām really happy for you, Sandy. It means a lot to me that you chose to share this with me.ā His eyes softly lingered on her lips as she looked up at him.
Sandhya felt her heart race. She smiled and held his hand. āTonight was just how I imagined it would be,ā she whispered, her cheeks turning red. āActuallyā¦ even better.ā
Krishna kissed her forehead, then the tip of her nose, and finally her lips. āIād love to have more nights like this,ā he said gently, ābut only when youāre ready. Iāll go slow, and once youāre comfortableā¦ Weāll discover things together.ā
That made Sandhya shiver a little but in a good way. She kissed him back, giggled, and walked towards her grandparentsā house. Just before entering, she turned around and waved.
āCall me later, okay?ā Krishna called out. āI will,ā she thought with a smile.
With one last wave, Krishna got into his car and drove off into the quiet night.
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