‘Not this one, please.”
“As you say, dear.”
Flapped! The elastic of her panty snapped on her waist as I released it, having had intended to pull it down.
“I respect you” I hugged her bare top again as she kissed me.
“This is the first time you kissed a boy, didn’t you?”
‘The only one in my life’
“Wow honey you’re so pure”
I went down again and took her right nipples in my mouth. I wanted to swallow her whole breast.
“Your boobs are like my granny’s - so small and soft”.
‘Ahan’
Her white petite buttery body was giving me the smoothest bath I had ever enjoyed before.
“Granny told us nice stories too, as you do”
‘What language did she speak’?
I didn’t want to tell her my place for fear of rejection. I continued sucking her nipples.
‘May be Urdu, how nice would that have sounded!’
My beard confuses many people about my identity; which I rather enjoy, having resolved not to be identified by my birth.
