Past Memories Ignite Passions at Wedding

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Hi! I’m Aamir, and I’m 27. I have a small clothes business. This job will allow me to travel all over India. Almost every week, I go to Bangalore or Chennai. I like the feel of new places and hearing people’s stories. I’ve learned to appreciate the places and the stories of the people I meet.

Football keeps me active, and friends say my cheerful attitude makes me good company. I’d argue it’s their kindness that keeps the laughter flowing.

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My family and I recently attended the wedding of a relative from my father’s side in Bangalore. The event was held on a palace grounds. After we reached Bangalore, we went to our place to get clean and ready for the evening event at the palace.

The palace grounds in Bangalore were shining with lights and decorations. It was a big and beautiful wedding. While looking at the people there, I saw a face that seemed to be similar I knew. It was Simra, my distant relative, whom I hadn’t seen in over fifteen years.

She was stunning. She was wearing a pink western gown with fair skin, long, soft hair, and small, round, cute breasts. She was with her parents. As I walked closer to Simra, I just kept thinking about all the fun things we did when we were kids.

My heart was beating a little faster because I was happy to see her after so long. I hope she’ll feel the same after seeing me. Then she turned around and saw me, and her eyes got big as if she were really surprised. A big, happy smile came on her face.

“Aamir? Wow, is that really you?” she asked. Her voice sounded just as sweet as I remembered from a long time ago.

“Yep, it’s definitely me!” I replied, giving her a friendly smile and holding out my hand. When she took it, her hand felt warm, you know? And familiar.

“It feels like it’s been forever since we last met,” she said, really looking at my face. “You look so different now!”

“You’ve changed too,” I said, and my eyes just quickly noticed her. Well, her chest under her pink dress. I looked back up at her face real fast. “But honestly, you look even better than I remember.”

So, for the next hour, Simra and I just talked. We talked about everything that happened since we last saw each other a long time ago when we were kids. It was really good, and I felt something special with her. I hadn’t felt that with anyone in a long time.

She was really funny and nice, and she was very pretty. We found a stone chair and sat down, and talking became easier and more fun. It felt like it was meant to be.

“So, Aamir, do you have a girlfriend?” Simra asked, her eyes looking playful.

“No,” I said, leaning back easily. “What about you? Boyfriend?”

She shook her head “No”, her hair moving softly. “I broke up with him two years ago. I haven’t found anyone I like since.”

I smiled, thinking I had a chance. “Well, maybe you haven’t looked in the right place.”

She looked surprised, raised an eyebrow with a small smile. “Oh? Where should I look?”

I moved closer and spoke quietly. “Maybe right here.”

Her face got a little red, but she still looked at me. She came closer, and I could feel her breath near my ear. “You think you’re good even though it’s been a while,” she said softly.

I looked into her eyes and said quietly, “You don’t lose being sure of yourself. It stays with you.”

She laughed, but her eyes told a different story. She was falling into my flirt. I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear. I knew I had her hooked. After a few more minutes of flirting, I decided to take the next step.

“Simra,” I said, my voice low and steady. “Would you like to come back to my place? I promise it’ll be worth your while.”

She pulled back, her eyes wide and said, “I don’t know…”

I took her hand, my thumb tracing circles on her palm. “Trust me, Simra. You won’t regret it.”

She looked at her parents, talking to others for a second. Then, with a playful look, she nodded. “Okay. But only if you promise to show me something new.”

My heart beat fast as I took her to my bike, parked just outside the palace parking. The ride to my place took about fifteen minutes, but it felt very long. Simra held me close from behind as we rode, her chest on my back and her arms around my waist.

I could feel her heat through my shirt, and I got excited. She felt it, and her hand went down to touch me.

“Just wait, dear,” I said quietly. “Tonight will be a different kind of pleasure for you.”

As soon as we arrived at my place, I pulled her close and kissed her passionately. She made a soft moan of pleasure, and her body pressed against mine. I slowly took off her pink gown, looking at her soft, light skin. What an amazing view it was.

“You’re even more beautiful than I remembered,” I whispered.

We kissed gently. Her lips felt soft. I kissed her more deeply, and she opened her mouth. Our breath mixed, and she tasted good. I moved my hands down to her waist and then up to her chest.

“Let me see you,” I whispered, touching her dress.

Simra nodded, wanting me, and started taking off her clothes. Her dress fell, showing her small body. Then she took off her bra, and I saw her small breasts, and you could see her nipples a bit. I couldn’t breathe for a second, looking at her with no clothes on, at her hips and how soft her legs looked.

“You’re perfect,” I said, my voice rough because I was really admiring her.

I moved closer and just touched her body everywhere, really liking the way her skin felt. I gave her a soft kiss on her neck. Then I kissed down her boobs and gently sucked on her nipples. Simra made a soft moan, “Ahh.”

She leaned her head back as I touched her breasts with my hands and rubbed her nipples.

“Aamir,” she said softly, holding my hair. “That feels so good.”

I smiled at her skin and kissed lower, my tongue going along her waist. I went down on my knees in front of her. My hands went down her legs, my breath feeling warm there. But before I did more, I stopped and looked at her eyes.

“I want to touch and kiss every bit of you like it’s special,” I said, my voice rough with wanting her.

Simra’s eyes opened wide, but she nodded, showing she believed me. My lips went to her armpit, and I gently touched it with my tongue. My breath made her feel things. She made a small, surprised moan and held my shoulders tightly. I gently sucked there, my teeth touching her skin softly.

“Oh God, Aamir,” she said softly, her body shaking a little. “I’ve never felt like this before—”

“Shh,” I whispered, my lips close to her ear. “Just feel it.”

I kept kissing down her body, my tongue touching every round and empty part. I licked her belly button, which made her laugh a little. Then I went lower, and she opened her legs.

My tongue went inside her pussy, and I gently sucked while my fingers touched her small clit. Simra cried out, and her body moved up as she felt a strong pleasure.

“Aamir, please,” she said, her voice soft as if she wanted something a lot.

I smiled at her skin and moved my tongue more inside her, using my fingers, too. This made her feel like she was almost there. Her small cries filled the room, and her body tightened as she got closer. With one last push of my tongue, “Yes!” she cried out, holding the sheets hard.

She felt a great pleasure go all through her, and her cries filled the dim light as she wet the bed a lot with her squirt. I stood up, happy, and pulled her close. “That,” I said softly, “was just the start.”

Simra leaned on me, still breathing heavily, her eyes wide with amazement. “You were right about showing me something new.”

I didn’t let her rest for long. I moved between her legs, and my dick touched her pussy opening. I went inside her slowly; it felt tight and wet. She moaned, and her nails dug into my back. I started to move, pushing my hips towards her. She moved back towards me, her body moving with mine.

“More, oh, deeper,” she whispered with pleasure, her body shaking as she felt something very strong. She squirted again.

I fucked her very hard, my dick going all the way inside her, my balls were hitting her pussy lips. She was shouting, and her body moved wildly under me. I could feel myself about to have a big release. My dick throbbed with each push. I pulled out, and my semen shot out onto her stomach and breasts.

She was breathing heavily. Her body was shining with sweat and my fluid. “Wow, that was really good,” she said, her voice out of breath.

I smiled, and my dick was already getting hard again. “We still have more to do,” I said.

I flipped her over so her ass was up like doggy style. I licked her from behind until she had another orgasm. She was moaning louder in pleasure. I put my dick at her pussy and held her hips.

I pushed hard inside her. She shouted, and her body pushed back against mine. I fucked her very hard, hitting a G-spot inside.

“Harder, harder, yes,” she moaned, her body shaking as she had another strong feeling.

I had another release inside her. I pulled out, and my fluid came out of her. She fell onto the bed, very tired. I lay down next to her and put my arm around her waist.

“That was fucking amazing,” she said quietly.

I smiled, my fingers tracing circles on her belly. “Glad you enjoyed it, dear. We should do this again sometime.”

She laughed, her body relaxing against mine. “Definitely. But we should go to the wedding hall now.”

We got ready and went back to the wedding as if nothing had happened.

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