It all started with one post on Facebook. I was preparing for my entrance exams and had joined a few pages on Facebook regarding the same. I posted my query on the group page and he commented there. He was re-taking his exam, so I sent him a personal message on Facebook. We began talking about things related to the exams. Soon chatting on Facebook became tedious and I asked him if we could talk on WhatsApp. He agreed and we shared our numbers.
Initially everything was studies related and we would talk at night. Help each other with doubts and all. One day, though, the conversation steered to relationships. “I can’t believe you never had a boyfriend…?” he asked me as we were talking on WhatsApp.
“I was always into studies and never felt the need to have one.” My answer was like a typical girl’s who’s never had a boyfriend. I was an extrovert and had many friends, but I’d never been in a relationship.
“It’s strange. I mean, I too had a girlfriend 2 years back, but we broke up.”
I simply sent a smiley in response.
And then we started talking about kissing. I had never kissed anyone in my life. Obviously, he had in his first relationship. All of a sudden he said, “What if I kissed you right now?”
My face turned hot when I read what he had written. I was lying on the bed and the lights were off. I’d known him for only a few days, but I didn’t feel offended by his question.
“I don’t know. I mean we hardly know each other. We don’t even live in the same city…” I typed in response. I should perhaps not have been talking to him about such things, but somehow it felt good.
“Imagine, if I hold you close to me and kiss you, what will you do?” he asked again.
“What if I push you away?” I didn’t know what else to say. I was enjoying the way he was flirting with me. I knew this would not lead to anything. Maybe that was the reason I could talk to him like this, without feeling any pressure or discomfort.
“Then I will hold you tighter and not let you push me. I will put my lips against yours and kiss you hard. Would you like that?”
The second I read that text, I was literally burning with the need. “I might like that…” I said, adding a wink smiley. I was grinning from ear to ear as I lay on my bed.
That whole night, we talked like this. He would flirt with me and say something sexual, and I would flirt back with him. This went on for a few days, until we decided to talk on Skype.
Twenty days after we started talking on Skype, things grew serious and he became my first boyfriend. We both had our exams on 16th October in Delhi. We decided to meet there and stay together for one night. Things were really going great and we even talked about sex. But a week before the date of the exams, he said he wouldn’t be able to meet me as he had some work and had to go back home right after the exam. I was disappointed, but what could I do?
The whole week, I tried to convince him to meet me, but he said he could give me a final answer about meeting only one day before. We fought a lot during that time and I was sure that we would not be meeting.
I went to Delhi and wrote my exam. Soon after it ended, I got a call from him saying that he would meet me the day after. So we decided to meet each other on 17th morning. I still did not quote believe him, though. I didn’t want to raise my hopes because I was not sure if he would come.
But he did come. At 10 in the morning, we met at Hauz Khas metro station. It was the first time we were meeting, and I’d wondered if it would be awkward. But it wasn’t like that at all. The attraction and comfort we felt with each other was instantaneous.
We hung out for a while, and then headed to Connaught Place. We ate at Starbucks and then started looking for a hotel. We found a nice and affordable one and booked a room. It was around 1 p.m. when we entered our room with our bags. We freshened up and sat on the sofa.
My heart was beating so fast. When we used to talk, it felt okay. But sitting next to him, it felt so surreal. I pretended to be tired and went to lie on the bed. He switched off the lights and joined me on the bed.
I scooted over to one corner and tucked myself under the blanket. He shifted next to me and pulled me closer to him. Without even giving me a second, he kissed me and moved on top of me. My eyes fluttered shut and my fingers tangled with his hair. I kissed him back with a passion equal to his and his hands slid under my shirt. One thing led to another, and soon we were naked. It didn’t feel like I had known him for only a few weeks. The connection we felt was pure magic.
After kissing and cuddling for some time, we changed and headed out to eat. As soon as we came back to our room, he pushed me back on the bed and started kissing me again. We were naked again and he rolled on a condom. I was really nervous as this was my first time and I had heard my cousins say that it was usually very painful.
Seeing the confusion in my eyes, he simply lay down next to me and talked to me. I wanted this, but I feared the pain. He said he would take things slowly – and I agreed. That was just the beginning… 🙂
By morning, I was completely exhausted. We were both heading back home that day, and our trains were leaving in the evening. We spent the whole day snuggling together and talking in the bed.
That night was the most beautiful night of my life. And we are still are very strong today. We talk almost every day and Skype twice a week. I never wanted my first time to be anything other than how it happened – and I feel happy to be able to think about it.
P.S.: If you are reading this, I want to say that I love you. I haven’t told you this fearing that you might not love me back. But when the right time comes, maybe I will tell you. 🙂
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