Hello readers. A few hours back, I had just received a mail from the site that my first writing was published. And I \u00a0want to convey my very heartfelt thanks to all those who have taken the effort to write to my mail .<\/p>\n
After reading that, Harry, Manoj, Syed, Sumit and Hunter, I have read the emails you guys have sent to me. I also responded. I absolutely have not expected any reaction of that sort. It just makes me feel confident, I am not being unheard, even if it might not mean that I am understood.<\/p>\n
Nevertheless, now, I have come online to write the second time I met that guy, VJ, about whom I wrote the first story. This may be vulgar to those who prefer sex like vanilla sex. Thanking each one of you who wrote to me after reading the first one, I am starting the second one.<\/p>\n
So, that night after he pressed my left boob and left, I was feeling ok that something fine turned out of my effort that evening. Few days passed. I would msg him sometimes but he wouldn’t respond. Wasn’t long that we met.<\/p>\n
All this happened in a span of fewer than 40 days or so. So maybe like a fortnight after the first meeting in my home, I was outside, walking with a friend of mine. That time, all of a sudden I get a call from VJ.<\/p>\n
I was pleasantly wondering if this really happened as a response to my messages. I answered the call and however haven’t spoken anything much. Just informed him that I was with a friend at the time and would call him once I get away from my friend.<\/p>\n
I and my friend were talking for quite some good time like an hour or so. After I and my friend parted ways, I called VJ. He did answer my call this time.<\/p>\n
He asked, \u201cYou were messaging me, so I thought of calling and talking to you.\u201d<\/p> \n\n
Me: “Oh. That’s sweet of you. Thank you for being courteous. Where are you?”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cAt the saloon.\u201d<\/p>\n
Me: “For a haircut?”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cHead massage.\u201d<\/p>\n
Me: “I thought you called for something else.”<\/p>\n
I giggled and he was just simple in his conversation. He said, \u201cI will call you later,\u201d and disconnected the call.<\/p>\n
I walked back home. This call happened sometime at 7 PM or so. I was sweating from the walk, I took a nice bath and got fresh, had dinner and spent some time in the evening. I got into my bed and was checking my mobile.<\/p>\n
When it was about 11 PM that night, my phone started to ring. It was VJ calling me again. I very cautiously answered the call.<\/p>\n
Me: “Hey hi.”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cHi, where are you?\u201d<\/p>\n
Me: “I am at my home. Where are you?”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cI need a help. Will you do it?\u201d<\/p>\n
Me: “What kind of help!”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cI am with two of my friends\u201d<\/p>\n
Me: “OK. So?”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cToday is one of the guys’ birthday. And we are coming to you now.\u201d<\/p>\n
Me: “What? Wait. You mean you want me to suck all three of you?”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cI am unable to hear you.\u201d<\/p>\n
Me: “So, don’t bring them to my house. It’s risky for me. Please. I can’t trust everyone. I trusted you. Don’t do this.”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cHey no. Your house is only safe. They will be totally quiet. You can suck us one after the other.\u201d<\/p>\n
Me: “Nooo. Please, not that.”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cNo. Your house is the safest place that I think of.\u201d<\/p>\n
Me: “No, please. Not at my home. Please find some other place where you can take me.”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cWhy?’<\/p>\n
Me: “It’s not safe. Just not at my home. You meet me at the same place that we met the first night. I will come there. You take me to someplace where I can suck you guys.”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cOK. We are coming. Come soon.\u201d<\/p>\n
Me: “In how much time will you be able to come here?”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cWe are already around the corner. In 4-5 mins I will see you at the spot. Come soon.\u201d<\/p>\n
Me: “OK”<\/p>\n
We disconnected the call. Then I checked at my house. I needed to be sure that parents were kind of asleep. Just when I was doing that, VJ calls me again. I wish back into my room and receive the call.<\/p>\n
Me: “Where are you?”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cWe are already there. Come.\u201d<\/p>\n
Me: “I need to check. Gimme 5 minutes to come here.”<\/p>\n
VJ: \u201cOK. Come soon.\u201d<\/p>\n
And I disconnected the call. I rechecked if my parents were asleep. I had to be sure that they were asleep. After confirming myself that my parents were asleep I slowly opened the door and sneaked or if the house.<\/p>\n
I cautiously went to the place where I asked VJ to wait. As I was walking towards him, I saw him smile. He was a nice guy. I liked the way he treated me with a warm smile.<\/p>\n
I was smiling and asked him, “Enti? Ila cheppakunda evarinaina teskosthava?”(What’s this? How come you call me all of a sudden and turn up with two other guys?)<\/p>\n
He replied, \u201cEh kaadu. Vaallu naaku friends.” (Hey no. They are my friends)<\/p>\n
Me: “Whose birthday is it?”<\/p>\n
VJ directs his finger towards one of the two other guys and tells me that is his birthday. I wished him a happy birthday. I have already described how VJ’s body is. Let me describe this birthday boy.<\/p>\n
He was a young boy, barely in his 20’s. Thin. Fair. Boyish charm in the eyes n smile. Cute. He was tall as much as I am. This guy had a shy feeling. He won\u2019t even look me in my eyes.<\/p>\n
But it was the third guy that caught my eye. That bright smile of his was like flashy and I couldn’t skip feeling that he was cute and that I want to be near him.<\/p>\n
Thank you for reading. I guess I need to continue this in my next writing. Will definitely do that. I request you to write to me if you feel anything while reading me.<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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