Now, this is a real experience with an Indian Sex Stories reader, Nitya(name changed) and I am writing this after her consent. Nitya is about 28 years...old and is fair in color and had a figure of 35-26-26 with a cup of C(her face is quite similar to that of Shraddha Kapoor). She married her boyfriend at an early age of 22 but because of their differences, they separated in about two years. She is now working as a Marketing executive with a firm and has decided not to marry and she’s lost trust. I felt a small rage build. That somehow, even with you here before me…a part of her had come too. When I saw the ring it reminded me that it was her claim on you…that you belong to her. And as that bit of rage grew, I understood that for you to truly be with me tonight…I would have to take you for myself. I would have to take the ring off your finger myself. And by doing so, I would claim what now belongs to me!’ She took my left hand in hers, pulled it to her mouth, and inserted my fingers. "Hmm, nope not on the list, sorry." What?!" "I'm dead, how can I not be on the list?" right then another angel came over and spoke into St. Peter's ear."Sir you are going to have to follow this gentleman and speak to the big guy about this little mix up." Chuck Adams" Yes Sir" Oh please call me God." Ok so what is going on?" asked Chuck"Well you see Chuck you weren't supposed to die the way you did yet." Ok, so I died early." "What's the big deal?" It screws up my plans" said God, "so I'm. I suddenly caught myself. “Oh, sorry! I’m just tired of studying,” I said quickly as I averted my eyes towards my desk. “It’s okay, I am too. I was going to take a break and watch some TV on my iPad. Want to join?” Dan asked genuinely. I nodded my head and got up to move next time him. As I sat down in the seat, I breathed in his crisp smell that made me want to nuzzle my head into his chest. He smelled absolutely amazing. I told myself to snap out of it as I needed to stay focused even if I.