A small smear of blood was on his penis, and more was already dripping from her onto the bedspread."Oh my god, your sheets," he said in alarm.She stop...ed him with a hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry about my sheets," she said, calmly. "Just fuck me."His guilt forgotten, he thrust into her again, experimentally, this time enjoying the sensation. She gasped as he drove himself inside of her. He pulled out and thrust again, then again, slowly settling into an easy rhythm.Her warmness surrounded. What I was or who I am will be forgotten as time goes by. Someday you will look back and smile when you think about me. Maybe someday, when I am older I may understand what I could have done to keep you in my arms forever. Maybe someday. I am sorry it is not going to be today or anytime soon.’ I stopped to wipe a solitary tear that had tumbled down my cheek. ‘I can tell you now that I had hoped we would never say goodbye. But sometimes hearts collide and then move on. You can say that we were. Neha aur uski family vahi usi shahar mein rehte the to hum log us ghar mein the jaha shaadi thi aur neha apne ghar par. Mehendi vale din dupheher mei meri bua yani neha ki mummy ne mujhe kaha ki neha ghar pe akeli hai air main jake use le aau.Mai forun apne bhai ki scooty pe use lene gaya. Jab main pahucha tab shayad vo naha rahi thi kyoki jab maine bell bajai to vo kafi der baad bahar aai aur puri geeli ho rahi thi jab darvaza kholabaur mujhe dekha to boli – ” sabar nahi hai dhang se nahane. So I gave in. I was sacred, nervous, uncomfortable, but exhilarated, happy, excited, and curious. I actually found myself looking forward to it. I was overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure and the romantic moment. I sent him out of the room, then I stripped my way up the stairs, leaving a boot at the foot of the stairs, another boot a couple of steps up, my dress a couple of steps after that, my pantyhose a step up from there, my bra at the top of the stairs, and my panties hanging on the doorknob.