Lifetime memory of Esha and Arpit – Part 3

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Arpit, with a playful glint in his eyes, swept Esha off her feet and playfully led the way to the kitchen.

“Arpit, let me put something on first,” Esha shyly requested.

“Why the sudden interest in clothes? We just made love in our birth suit,” Arpit teased, his eyes inviting a touch of romance. Esha persisted, and Arpit agreed, setting a condition: only two pieces of clothing allowed, leaving the choice to her.

Surprised, Esha hesitated before Arpit, with a mischievous smile, selected her panty. Arpit picked up the panty and saw Esha, signalling her to step into it. After a quick change, she turned to Arpit to help her suggest what to wear next.

Seemingly having an image in mind, Arpit handed her his t-shirt, just long enough to barely cover her panty. Esha, wearing his scent, agreed with a playful look. The room filled with a quiet intimacy, as if time paused to savour the unfolding scene.

Watching her with admiration, Arpit’s playfulness deepened into a profound connection. “You’re enchanting,” he confessed with genuine affection.

She turned gracefully, the fabric flowing around her. “It’s the magic of being appreciated in every detail,” she replied, a soft blush accentuating her words.

In that shared moment, the room echoed a conversation beyond clothes—a tale of understanding, appreciation, and the unspoken language of love. Laughter resonated, blending seamlessly with their newfound depth.

Finally, Arpit carried Esha in his arms, showering her face with kisses, to the kitchen. Gently placing her on the shelf, ready to cook pasta in the midst of their romantic play.

Arpit, immersed in cooking, playfully remarked, “So now, you won’t feel left out when your college girl gang discusses their romantic escapades.”

Esha grinned, “Yeah, but I can’t confess that I’m no longer a virgin and just had the best time of my life.”

Arpit, curious, asked, “Why not?”

“Because they’ll judge me. Our bond is pure, trustworthy, romantic, and sweet, but they won’t understand. They’d only focus on our age gap. So, I’ll keep it to myself. Let them think I’m still a virgin,” Esha explained, and Arpit nodded in agreement.

With a mischievous smile, Arpit suggested, “You can still try everything they’ve advised you so far.”

“I wish, but time will tell,” Esha replied.

“Why are you saying this?” Arpit inquired.

“Because I’m leaving tomorrow morning. You already convinced me to stay for the night when I intended to leave in the evening. I know you won’t let me sleep tonight either, but we should set some limits,” Esha playfully declared.

“No way, Esha. I’m not letting you go tomorrow. You’re staying here for the next three days and nights,” Arpit asserted.

“Do you think you can stop me?” Esha challenged.

“No, I can’t, but I’m just requesting you to stay,” Arpit pleaded.

“And what will you do if I stay? We’ve already experienced everything,” Esha teased.

“Well, I won’t reveal that. It’ll be a surprise if you choose to stay. I won’t force you,” Arpit replied, continuing to cook the delicious pasta for her with a twinkle in his eye.

“Please tell me na, Arpit,” Esha requested.

“What?” Arpit replied with a teasing grin.

“You know exactly what I am asking,” Esha said.

“Enlighten me,” Arpit replied.

“Alright, I will spill. Tell me, what do you intend to do if I choose to linger in your world a little longer?” Esha said boldly.

Arpit took a long breath and said, “Ummm, I think you haven’t cum and moaned enough. I will make sure that you moan, cum a lot more than you can imagine. I want to make love with you in every corner of my home for the next 3 days and nights. I want to speak my heart out and listen to every scar of yours.”

“I want to make memories with you. When you leave after 3 days, I want every corner of my home to have our memory. I want to make love with you, pamper you and spoil you in every way. I want to give you so many memories that the mere thoughts of them later make you wet.”

And with a teasing grin, he reached for an ingredient, accidentally brushing against her smooth thighs. Esha, feigning resistance, said, “You’re dangerously good with words, Arpit. Don’t tempt me.”

“Or else?” he asked.

“Or else I will hold you tightly close to me, and then…” She said mischievously.

“And then?” he asked again surprisingly.

“Your pasta would burn while I burn you with my hotness,” she said laughingly.

In the sweet chaos of the kitchen, they found a playful twist to their intimacy. Giggling, he picked up the Nutella jar. He dipped his finger into the Nutella, offering her a mischievous smile. “How about a sweet kiss?”

He pushed his Nutella-filled fingers into her mouth. She leaned in, meeting his lips with a playful enthusiasm. The taste of Nutella mingled with the warmth of their shared moment. Creating a unique blend of sweetness and connection that lingered on their lips.

As they pulled away, laughter filled the air, turning a simple kiss into a delicious memory. With a shared smile, they decided to savour the sweet moment. Gently, he pressed his lips against hers, tasting the creamy Nutella that lingered there. She reciprocated, the chocolate creating a delightful fusion between their mouths.

Breaking the kiss, they exchanged satisfied glances, a hint of playfulness in their eyes. The shared taste of Nutella became a delicious reminder of their intimate connection, leaving them with a shared memory to relish.

With a twinkle in his eyes, he suggested, “How about a sweet surprise?” Gently, he dipped his finger into the Nutella again and traced a delicate path along her neck. “Now, I have something to look forward to.”

She laughed, a playful sparkle in her eyes, “Well, I guess I can’t resist being your sweet treat.” And he licked the Nutella off her neck.

As the pasta simmered on the stove, their impromptu adventure continued. He took a step closer, Nutella still on his fingers, and playfully suggested, “Why not add a little sweetness to the wait?”

She grinned, nodding in agreement. With the kitchen filled with the enticing aroma of cooking pasta, he traced a lighthearted path of Nutella along her collarbone, turning a casual moment into a lingering memory. The anticipation of both the pasta and their indulgence heightened the warmth in the kitchen.

With the pasta now ready, he skillfully transferred it onto a plate. A tempting aroma filled the air. They both went and settled at the dining table, where Arpit gently lifted her, placing her on the table with legs dangling. Pulling a chair in front of her, he seated himself.

Carefully placing her legs on his thighs, he playfully kissed them. With a mischievous sparkle in his eyes, he extended an invitation. Presenting her with pasta, suggesting, “Let’s savour the culmination of our culinary adventure together.”

She gracefully accepted the bite, savouring the flavours with a smile. The simple act of sharing the meal added a tender and romantic touch to their enchanting evening. As they concluded their culinary journey, laughter echoed through the air, creating a symphony of shared moments and smiles.

Arpit, feeling the warmth of the moment, couldn’t resist asking, “What did you like most about today?”

Esha, teasingly mysterious, replied, “I’ll reveal my favourites when the night unveils its secrets.”

“Why not now?” Arpit inquired with a playful gleam in his eyes.

“Because I’m still that shy girl, spoiled only for you,” Esha confessed, prompting Arpit to seal the sentiment with a tender kiss.

With a gentle smile, he gazed into her eyes, posing a question that carried the promise of romantic exploration, “Is there a romantic desire lingering in your thoughts? Something you’ve been yearning to try or experience together?”

“Ummm… Not at this moment. What about you? What’s on your mind?” Esha inquired curiously.

Arpit seized a moment of playful spontaneity and reached for the Nutella jar. He dipped his fingers and artfully applied the Nutella on her thighs. Esha, amused and attempting to halt his mischief, chuckled, “What mischief are you up to, Arpit?”

“Just following my desires, Esha,” Arpit replied with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

He bent down, tenderly kissing and gently biting her thighs, and skillfully licked off the Nutella, eliciting a delightful moan from Esha. Her fingers traced through her hair as she moaned his name, her eyes closing in ecstasy.

Arpit continued to lavish kisses on her thighs, holding her waist gently. Esha arched her back, eyes closed, surrendering to the pleasure of the moment as their playful and romantic escapade unfolded.

To be continued.

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