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Ishkara os-you are special
It had been three months of their dating.ishana looked at her boyfriend om.though he was her boyfriend but still her heart flutteted whenever she looked at him.afterall he was too hot and sexy.but he was either totally unware of his effect on girls especially on her or he pretended to be ignorant.
"My boring boyfriend'ishana thought making face.
they were enjoying their date .ishana looked around.there were other couples around engrossed in talking in intimate positions.few couples were kissing,few were sitting too close to allow pass the air and some were chatting holding each other hand .she got upset.only if her lovelife was normal.she sigh and stared at her shy boyfriend who even refrain to hold her hand .he maintained always distance from her on dates.he cared about her too much and she was assured if his love.but she gradually got fed up of his sanskari habits.she sometimes crave for intimacy. she wanted to touch his hair,kiss his perfect lips,hug him tightly.ishana kept staring at omkara.
"Tum mujhe aise kyon dekh rahi ho"
Omkara was puzzled by her intense gaze.
Ishana got annoyed.
"Kyon ,apne boyfriend ko na dekhu to padosi ke boyfriend ko dekhu"she was irritated.
" kya baat hai.tum naaraz lag rahi ho"
omkara asked calmly.
"I am getting bore here"she rolled her eyes.
"Lekin tumhi ne yahan aane ki zid ki thi"om was confused.
"Yahan sab pyaar mohabbat ki batein karte hai.Ab jiska boyfriend 1 feet ki doori bana je rakhta ho aur sirf society ,politics ki batein karta ho, uska akhir kya ho sakta hai"she mumbled in low voice.
"Ishana,tumne kuch kaha ?"om asked.
"Ah kuch nahi!bas mera yahan man nahi lag raha.kahi akele chalte hai"she smiled.
"Chalo phir tumhari favorite movie dekhne chalte hai"om agreed.
Ishana knew om hate romantic movies bt for her sake he always endured 3 hours watching those.her heart overwhelmed with love.om always made her feel special.she wanted to cling to him but scared that he would not like it as he never displayed physical gestures of love.he always tried to avoid intimacy.
"Aaj to tumhara brahmcharya vrat tod ke rahungi"she vowed.
"Aaj movie ghar pe dekhenge"she remembered that no one at her home that day.she could stay with om alone whole night.the thought of staying alone with om accelerated her hearbeat. But she only had to convince ultra sanskari om .
"Mere ghar chalo. popkorn ke sath movie dekhenge"she said.
"Lekin tumhare ghar wale.."om try to resist.
"Pliz om .no if no but.."ishana made sad face.
"Ok"he nodded.
At ishana home
"Where are the others?"om looked around.
"Papa and mona went to meet a relative.they will come tomorrow."she replied with cunning smile.
"You lied to me"om looked stressed.
"Oh no!maine kab jhut bola.maine to kaha chalo movie dekhte hai"she laughed at his nervous profile.
She turned on tv.
"Tum baitho .mai fresh ho ke aati hu."she made him sit on couch.
Enjoying every moment of his awkwardness she went to her room.
"Aaj tumhari khair nahi oso"she danced .
She took out sexiest night dress from her wardrobe.
Om was uncomfortable.he was just changing channel to keep his mind busy.
suddenly he felt two hands moving around his neck.he jerked and looked behind .ishana was staring at him passionately.she looked ravishing in red hot sexy night dress.om could not take off his eyes.
He understood that his girlfriend deliberately tryiny to test his patience.
" kya karne ka irada hai?"he asked .
"Movie dekhne ka"she smiled wickedly.
She turned on movie and sat close to om on sofa.
He was feeling nervous while sitting in close proximity with her.ishana continue to ignore his state and pretended to engage in watching movie.she intentionally touched him time to time to make him more awkward.
While romantic scenes in movie began she leaned more on om. Her breath was tickling his neck.suddenly kiss scene popped out in movie and ishana felt hot.she looked at om who was sitting like statue.she stared at his lips hungrily which she badly wanted to taste.her control was slipping out and she was irritated at om steely will.
"Dimag kharab kar rakha hai"she muttered.
She moved her face closer to his.
"Kya kar rahi ho "he was bewildered.
"Wahi jo movie me hero heroine ke sath kar raha hai.lekin yahan to mujhe hi sab kuch karna hoga kyoki mera hero mujhse hamesha door door jo rehta hai"she smiled.
"What"om looked puzzled.
"Sush!no words.let me kiss you"she passionately looked at his lips.
"Ishana.."before he could complete his words ishana put her lips on his.she closed her eyes and moved her lips passionately on his.she kissed his face and stubble.he groaned.she knew her actions were affecting him.she continued to kiss him.om suddenly flipped ishana on couch.his eyes were darkened and blazing fire.she was mesmerized by his passionate gaze.it seemed she awakened lion in him who was watching his prey hungrily. but she would like to be devoured by him.she wanted to feel him.
"Tumhe ye sab start nahi karna chahiye tha"om growled.
She laughed seductively.
Om stared at her for few secs andthen he crashed his lips on her to stop her laughing.
"Ab jab start kiya hai to get ready for consequences"he whispered and kissed her with intensity that shocked her.
First time she saw passionate side of omkara.she felt as if she was seeing another man.his passionate love making drove her crazy.he was dominating her and she was helplessly at his mercy.
He skillfully removed her night dress and kissed each and every part of her body.she kept on moaning with pleasure repeating his name loud.for ishana this man was nothing like gentle omkara but a highly dominating ,aggressive and passionate love maker whose kisses were burning her skin ,scorching her soul.she was unable to think anymore .her mind went blank.she wanted him inside her badly.she clunged to him tighly and put her legs around his waist to feel him.
Before they would had crossed their limit,om jerked from her.she was shocked.she felt as if he rejected her.her naked body was still trembling with unfulfilled passion.her eyes got teary at her humiliation.
"Ishana" om shocked to see her crying.
"Kuch bolne ki jaroorat nahi hai.agar tumhe mujh me interest nahi to khul ke bata do .is tarah se dikhane ki jaroorat nahi"she tried to look away.
" shut up ishana"he shouted.
"Tumhe mere pyaar par yakin nahi hai?tumhe kya lagta hai ,mai kyon jan boojh kar tumse doori bana ke rakhta hu.mai koi pathar nahi hu.i really want to kiss u ,hold u ,whenever i look at you.lekin tum mere liye special ho isiliye sab kuch special hona chahiye especially our first time.mai kuch bhi tumhare sath casually nahi karna chahta.mai tumhare sath apni puri zindagi bitana chahta hu sirf ek raat nahi"he spoke gloomily.
Ishana was dumbstruck by his confession. she misunderstood her omkara.she misunderstood his pure love.how could she think of him as those men who are interested in sex more than love. her man was different.for him everything start from love.
She felt guilt and shame for judging his behaviour. he made her special and she let him down.
"I m sorry"she said in chocked voice.
He smiled at her guilty profile.
"Its ok."he gently wiped her tears.
"Pliz put on your clothes.i am not saint or stone"he shyly said .ishana quickly fled in to her room and wore regular cloth.
She looked affectionately at om.today she understood true meaning of love.its not about pleasure but about making other special.
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