Now I picked her up in my arms & moved towards her lips. I opened the nada of her salwar which felt on ground I was to touch her pussy on her under ga...ments but surprised to find that under garments was not there. I seen in her eyes and she smiled cunningly and said she intentionally not wore that today in anticipation to meet me here. She wore samiz on her upper portion as there was neither much time to us nor the suitable place to completely naked her she rolled her samiz upto her neck and. You fumble with the keys I stand behind you, one hand playing up your dress as the other one turns you and presses you gently against the door, my mouth on yours with a hunger you match as your hips unconsciously push forward. You feebly try to push me away and keep it decent but I don’t budge. Your weakness tells me that you want it a whole lot more than you are worried about decency. I hold your neck firmly, tracing your jaw as my other hand presses against your dress and panties. The wet. ..not so frenzied.You stroke my head with your hands (the sight of your gorgeous red nails makes my chest ache).I kiss your cheeks, your eyes, your neck so lovely.How could the gentle line of your nose arouse such fiery animal desires in me?You close your eyes and sigh deeply.My kisses travel down between your breasts, over your stomach. I kiss your navel, licking it, then slow my pace, pressing each kiss into your flesh.Lower.You stop breathing, frozen, waiting. Then you feel it---my warm kiss. Smriti was my childhood friend and by then my girlfriend. (If you didn’t check, then go check out my previous story about me and her). We kinda sneak out in night very often. But that day was totally unusual.I was at my corridor when I heard whispers from the adjacent room. Well girly whispers to be honest. Well I tell you, it really needs nuts and guts for a girl to be in a guy dormitory at that particular time. First I got a little scared.And then got interested. I had one of those early.