Posted:
Yes AbhiGya lovers, Tia and I are back with a special treat! Since our silly sweethearts find it so hard to open their hearts in normal circumstances, we decided to make things easier for them with a special occasion, the coziness of Arora house, and a few doses of cough syrup...giving them a chance to have their cake and eat it too ;) Let us know what you think!!
Please be advised that the following story contains mature content.
First Lessons in Passion
an AbhiGya OS by -Tia- & -mina-
Pragya feels an electric energy when he starts to touch her, and her eyes snap open. She finds her husband looking at her face, and their eyes lock. For long moments, the two pairs of eyes drown in each other. Finally Pragya flutters her eyelids and looks down with a small smile, which makes Abhi smile in return.
Abhi's hand keeps exploring Pragya, but with light, almost polite touches, his fingertips just dancing casually on the fabric of her blouse. He watches his hand move and doesn't say anything.
A: "Why do you cover this with those extra large chatris?" (looks down at her flat belly and moves his palm gently in circles)
Please be advised that the following story contains mature content.
First Lessons in Passion
an AbhiGya OS by -Tia- & -mina-
Abhi has broken up with Tannu after feeling suffocated in his relationship with her. He is still continuing his marriage with Pragya and they have become good friends. They enjoy each other's company and are very used to each other, but of course they still argue and nok jhok too. But the main thing is, they have not really sorted out their future - yet - more so because of the wrong note they started at and the lows their relationship faced. They both are taking it easy and slow.
That evening, they are at the Arora house to celebrate Purvi's graduation. After dinner, they play an antakshari game with the family. The rules of the game were set by rockstar Daadi who has anyone that gets the song wrong, share a shot of cough syrup with her.
Even Pragya is not spared from cough syrup.
Later Abhi and rockstar Daadi have their own cough syrup party, as usual. Since Abhi was not going to drive after drinking, they were planning to stay at Arora house for the night.
While Abhi is up on the roof with rockstar Daadi, Pragya finishes some kitchen chores and decides to go to bed. She is not very drunk, just buzzed and much more relaxed than usual.
She goes to change in her room, but half-way through taking off her saree, she feels too tired and lazy to continue. So she just snuggles up in her bed wearing her petticoat and blouse. She can't be bothered to get her nightwear and she is not in the mood to sleep on the floor!
Within minutes, she dozes off to a light peaceful sleep...
Meanwhile, Abhi and rockstar Daadi continue their rooftop party for awhile. When he finally comes down to the room, he is in a happy good mood after having a fun/philosophical chat and a nice evening in the fresh air. He is drunk, but not falling-down drunk...since he is used to alcohol, he can handle himself pretty well.
He is looking forward to finally sleeping after a long night of family hang outs, so he just kicks off his sandals and flops into Pragya's bed. He thinks it would be nice if he could wear mamaji's loose clothes again but he doesn't have the energy to find them.
He wonders if he could wake up Fuggy to get the clothes for him, so he rolls over to lean off the side of the bed, thinking that she is asleep on a mat on the floor like on pag phere - but only then does he realize that she is already in the bed with him!
He rolls off of her, and somehow she is still asleep! She is lying on her stomach so he taps on her shoulder and starts to complain.
A - Eyy Fuggy! Why have you slept so early, wake up! Did cough syrup get into your head?
She doesn't respond, so Abhi moodily lies down beside her and keeps complaining, thinking that she will hear his voice in her ear eventually.
A - Fuggyyy!! I don't have a change of clothes, get your Mamaji's air conditioning night wear for me naa!
Pragya turns drowsily, shifting under the blankets to get more cozy. P murmurs - Sone dijiye na (lemme sleep!). Then she turns around and lazily puts her arm around him.
Abhi instinctively returns her embrace and tries to settle her properly on the bed, but she doesn't cooperate as he tries to get untangled from her.
That's when his fingers brush her bare waist and realize she is in a state of undress. His fogged up mind gets stuck on the realization that her skin is really soft and nice to touch, so instead of thinking about what he is doing or trying to get untangled again, he lets his hand wander along the smooth skin of her stomach...
Pragya feels an electric energy when he starts to touch her, and her eyes snap open. She finds her husband looking at her face, and their eyes lock. For long moments, the two pairs of eyes drown in each other. Finally Pragya flutters her eyelids and looks down with a small smile, which makes Abhi smile in return.
Abhi's hand keeps exploring Pragya, but with light, almost polite touches, his fingertips just dancing casually on the fabric of her blouse. He watches his hand move and doesn't say anything.
Meanwhile Pragya feels an urge to touch and feel his face...there's just something so attractive about it. She reaches out and brushes her fingers on his stubble, feeling a gentle tingle.
Abhi laughs and moves his head out of her reach, complaining that it tickles.
Pragya gets the evil idea to actually try to tickle him, and her fast fingers find a vulnerable place on his neck.
Soon they are laughing and wrestling with each other, and Abhi is determined to pay her back for that awful tickling. But when he finds himself lying half on top of her, with his hand on her stomach again, he gets distracted.
A: "Why do you cover this with those extra large chatris?" (looks down at her flat belly and moves his palm gently in circles)
P: (feels butterflies in her stomach) (looks down to where his hand is and answers without looking up) Oh...well...I'm not in shape, to show off in sexy clothes...I don't do gym like you, rockstar.
A: Not in shape? (scoffs, thinking she is so silly, but sweet) I like this shape...it's a sexy shape...
P: (blushes, avoids his eyes) I don't believe you...
A: (tips her face so she has to look at him) Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror? (wiggles his eyebrows suggestively)
P: (confused) Yes, but...
A: That's why you are Chashmish with a useless chashma! (shakes his head in disbelief) We need to get your sight checked. You need to know how sexy this is... (runs his fingers around her navel... leans forward and kisses down along her midline...)
P: (gasps) (holds his head and watches him as he moves up her chest)
A: How could I know that you have all these sweet spots under those chatris, Fuggy? (his hands slowly trail up her sides...along her chest...)
P: (when he places one hand on her breast, she puts her own hand on top of it, pressing down, biting her lip at the fantastic pressure...)
A: (watching their hands, grinning) Just fits right in my hand...
P: (sees how his hand is so much larger than what it is holding...pouts) I know they are too small...men don't like so small...
A: I love them, they are perfect. Dare any other man look at these... Just me... and I am telling you they are perfect (starts to massage and caress there...feels her growing hot under him, feels the tip of her breast starting to press back on his hand, though it's still covered with fabric)
P: (watches his face...breathing heavily...) I don't know... I'm just Fuggy naa...I'm not beautiful or sexy...no one has ever -
A: (frowns) Fuggy I know you are smarter than that...do you really need me to tell you? This long neck of yours (runs a finger along the side of her neck, making her shiver)...and these your bak bak bak lips...annoying because you lecture so much but they're so...full and pink...I just want to cover them...like this...(leans close and places his lips on hers for a tight kiss)
P: (kisses him back.. digs her fingers in his hair..)
Her hands on him, his hands on her.. roaming mindlessly... they continue to kiss... take a breath when lungs need air.. then kiss again.. kiss... air.. kiss.. air...
His hands desperately try to undo her blouse, but can't find the hooks - he does not know they are at the back...
Her hands take the freedom to get inside his teeshirt.. exploring the firm muscles, the flat chest...
A: (takes a break from kisses and laughs...) Eyy Fuggy you are tickling me again!.
P: (blushes and tries to take away her hands) Sorry...
A: No no, don't stop. I like it now...(removes his tee...smirks) Do you like what you see Fuggy?
P: (runs her hands on his pecs, doesn't answer)
A: (holds her chin) I asked you something...you didn't answer...
P: (tracing the thin line of hair that starts at his navel and goes down, is distracted) What do you want to hear?
A: Well, you are never affected when you see me shirtless...I want to know why
P: (looks up at him in surprise) Who told you so? (blushes) When I see you like that... Mujhe kuch kuch hota hain (something happens to me)
A: Really? (grins...voice deepens) What happens to you?
P: I feel...warm and tingly...
A: Oh? Where do you feel like that?
P: In a lot of places...
A: Here? (runs his fingers on her lips...) Here... (trails down her chest...)... Here (further down to her belly...and down...)
P: (breathing sharply) Mm...yes..and...
A: And here too? (tries to get his hands inside her petticoat...and then finds that he can't, because it's tied too tight! can't get his hand under the elastic, can't get the knot to open...) (frustrated, he says-) What IS this?
P: (dazed by all the sensations caused by his hands on her body) (answers him straightforwardly) It's a petticoat...
A: (cursing) It's not pretty, it needs to come off...
P: Mmm (deep sigh) Yes, so take it off
A: (feels a kick to hear her say that..attempts to undo the knot, but fails... sits up and attempts with both hands, the wrongly tied knot does not come loose... tugs on the thread.. tries to remove the petticoat without undoing the knot... fails several attempts..) Damn this petticoat... it's not pretty... it's petticoat or me... (tries again)...Me or petticoat (tries again) This is not fair, I am drunk, not in full form, but this not-pretty coat is not drunk...
P: That's why we should take it off...
A: (tries again, sighs) (says sadly) No...it's too hard...petticoat wins...(gives up and moves away in frustration)...
P: (confused and startled) Arre! Where'd you go? (reaches out, puts her hand on his arm to turn him toward her again)
A: Forget it Fuggy, your clothes are against me! First your blouse and now this not-pretty coat...(gently takes her hand away from him and tries to just lie down beside her...like friends...)
P: But! Uff! (makes a helpless whimpering kind of noise...closes her fingers around his..)
A: What happened?
P: Please naa...I can get the scissors, we can cut down the side...you can't leave me like this. Please!
A: Leave you like what? What's the problem Fuggy? Let's just sleep, I'm tired..
P: I'm...I feel... bothered (blushing hard)
A: What bothered?
P: Please naa... *takes his hand and sets it on her waist again* Please keep touching me.. It was so good...
A: (takes a sharp breath) Fuggy enough naa we can't go too far..
P: (rolls close to him, pressing along his side...slides her hand across his stomach...) I wanna go very far.. .all the way...
A: You don't even know what that means..
P: Yes I do! (pouts)
A: (raises his eyebrows and doesn't say anything)
P: (glares and sits up) I won't let petticoat win...tonight will be my night...my bed, my husband, my night...(tugs at the knot, works at it until it comes free)
A: (watches her hands intently, then claps and cheers when she succeeds) Wow!! Fuggy 1, petticoat 0! You did it! I knew my pretty Fuggy would beat the not-pretty coat.
P: (grins and turns to him) Yes! So now it's loose, you can take it off..
A: (feeling lazy) Why me, even you can take it off...(trails his hand along her hip, down her thigh...but only above the fabric of the evil petticoat)..main dekhunga (I will watch..)
P: (feels hot pulses run through her from his touch, gets more excited and less nervous...) But you're the expert...show me naa...show me everything...
A: Oh Fuggy, don't talk like that..(groans, drops his hand) You don't know what you are doing to me..
P: (pokes his chest) Oh rockstar, stop talking and get back to kissing me.. (leans close to bring her face near his)
A: Girl, you are so impatient...and bossy too. No, that's not how it's going to be (rolls her onto her back, gets on top of her and starts to kiss her lips and down her neck...again attempts to remove her blouse)
P: (giggles as his hands slide uselessly against her chest) Budhdhu rockstar, the hooks are on the back... (turns to lay on her stomach..)
A: (fiddles and finally succeeds in unhooking.. starts kissing her bare back...)
P: (moans and turns around so he can slide her blouse off her arms...)
A: (pulls away the blouse...then stops and stares in amazement...) You are not...wearing anything inside...Naughty Fuggy, where is your bra?
P: These blouses don't need one..
A: (groans) You mean all night you were like this...good thing I didn't know (starts to play with her nipples getting them to harden further)
P: (squirms in sensations) That feels so nice...
A: You feel nice...I didn't know my Fuggy has such soft skin...such quick responses
P: Am I yours? I wish I was yours..
A: You are mine.. only mine.. (places his hand in the centre of her chest, moves a little right, looks at her face for a moment) I can feel your heart hammering Fuggy (replaces his hand with his lips... and whispers) Your heart beats for me naa? I'm the one you want...
P: (pulls him up and looks into his eyes) Always...it's only you...
A: (grins and kisses her again...moves his mouth down and down her body...tugs off the rest of the evil petticoat...quickly undoes the rest of his clothes...comes back to kiss along her legs, up her thigh...)
P: *gasps in surprise* Oooh! what are you doing!
A: You wanted to know naa...everything
P: Okay...but...first...with your hand, could you?
A: Of course baby (slides back up to her...puts his hand where she asked for it, where there is still fabric...slowly slides his hand under the fabric...speaks close to her ear, pressing his face against her...) Here Fuggy? You want me here?
P: Oooh ...yes...oh...lower...
A: (strokes her...whispers about how hot she is...tells her he can't wait to be inside her...)
P:Mmm...so good...you're so so good at this...
A: it gets better...are you ready for more?
P: A-always ready for you...
A: That's my girl...(drags off the last of her clothes so they are finally both all bare...starts to get into position over top of her)
P: (stops him with hand on his shoulder) Wait...weren't you going to do it with...your mouth?
A: Ah, so now you want that?
P: (flutters her eyelashes) Please?
A: If you ask like that... how can I refuse.. sorry I didn't do it myself..(kisses down her body again)
P: Yes...oh...Just like Jonathan!
A: (lifts his head up in shock) What? Who the hell is Jonathan?
P: (caresses his hair, gently nudging him to get back to work) (dreamily says) Jonathan...that's how he does it for Sharon
A: (confused) Who are they? Some po"nstars?
P: (scowls) No, not po"n. Uff! I don't watch po"n.
A: Then?
P: They are characters in my favourite romance novel.. The First Lessons of Passion
A: So then you are reading po"n, instead of watching it? (is amazed but also wants to laugh)
P: It's not like that! No more questions...now you're not like him anymore (frowning)
A: (glares) I can do better than what you read in those books.
P: Really, we will see...
A: (gets all the more excited with the challenge and starts to havoc her senses with his lips and tongue.. )
P: (feels all kinds of sensations...hot and flushed all over...so intense she can't bear it) Ooohh... this is too much...too too much!!
A: (doesn't let her relax but ups his actions with fingers...and soon has her falling apart gasping and muttering nonsense words) (sits up and watches her recover, grinning in pride) How was that...?
P: (trying to catch her breath... holds his face and pulls him for a kiss) I love you..
A: (kisses her long and slow) I...I love you too...My Fuggy...(starts exploring her curves again..taking his own time...)
P: (gets worked up again..) (starts to moan...) Oh! More! Please!
A: Ready now? All the way?
P: Yes...All the way...
A: (sets her on her back and again starts to get into position...)
P: (again stops him with a hand on his shoulder) No, not this way
A: Arre Fuggy, what way -
P: I have read...it's better the first time, sitting...more fun...like that please, let's do it like that
A: (groans) Fuggy another time maybe...but right now
P: Let's do it that way naa... me sitting on you..
A; (shocked at her persistent boldness but finds her idea is very enticing too..) Okay... (sits and brings her on his lap... slowly guides her to slide on him...)
P: (settles onto him...squeezes her eyes shut and goes still for a moment...)
A: (figures she is feeling some pain...tries to distract her with his hands on her breasts...whispers against her hair) Sorry Fuggy...it should stop hurting soon..just move slowly...
P: (laughs...breathing heavy...) Doesn't hurt...just so...wow...
A: (holds her hips and helps her move...slowly they catch a rhythm...)
P: (gets into the hang of it...) This is so good...we should just do this all the time...
A: Right, we have wasted so much time.. all this while.. (chuckles...focuses all his attention on her pleasure...brings his hand between them to stroke a sensitive spot...soon she is climaxing again...)
P: (sighing and shuddering) Abhi...Abhi...
A: (finally wants to let go and get his release as well...starts to shift her down back to the bed so he can be on top of her...)
P: (clings onto him so they have to keep sitting...relaxes with her head on his shoulder, hugging him...) That was mind blowing...my rockstar pati...
A: (feels thrilled to hear her say this...but getting a bit frustrated too...tries to make his voice seductive) Mmm...and you are sooo hot...tight...I can't hold it anymore (tries once again to get her on her back)
P: Ooh! I want to do what Sharon and Jonathan did the second time. You get on your knees and I'll turn -
A: Damn those Sharon and Jonathan! Can't we just do it like Abhi and Fuggy?
P: (pouts) Please..pretty please...
A: Uff...fine...but then baby, that'll be enough right?
P: Well but I wanted to try this other one where you hold me like -
A: (Exasperated) Fuggy I can't believe you...!
P: You don't like that...?
A: Girl, this is our first time.. your very first time.. I don't know how many things you wanna try today...The first time you drank you had me dance on one feet... and this time you are literally have me hanging...
P: But I am not asking for a lot.. ...just after that one there's the one with... Sharon and Jonathan always do...
A: (patience snaps) No, Fuggy, we have a lifetime to try all that...enough now, forget about your Sharon-Jonathan, we're doing this our way now...(rolls her onto her back finally)
P: (clings to his neck...smiling...) Our way?
A: Like this (kisses her roughly...hands all over the place...his knees locking against her hips...)
P: (feels delirious in his raw passion...and gives in completely...holds him tight, pressing up against him)...
A: (finally joins with her again...rocking steady...feels himself building up...)
P: (starts moaning again..feels herself over the edge) Abhi! Ooh...I love our way...!!
A: (feels very proud of himself...finally releases himself into her warmth... whispering her name in her ear...)...
P: (sighs deep...holds onto him until he slides off of her...cuddles against him and closes her eyes, feeling drowsy...and so, so satisfied...)
...
A: (calms down from the heat...puts his arm around her...snuggles next to her ear, nipping it...) So that was better than your books, right Fuggy?
P: (breathing softly...asleep...her face pressed onto his shoulder)
A: (sees that she's slept off...smiles...pulls the blanket on them...puts a cozy hand on her perfect breast...and thinks of how fun bed is gonna be with her... and also plans to revenge on her...with his fantasies the next time...she'll forget all about those books...but maybe he could learn one or two new things from them too...he will make her read them to him... and yawns and finally dozes off, holding his Fuggy in his arms...).
~THE END~
Thanks for reading 😃
Please like and comment 😳
If you liked this story you might want to check out
Tia's Abhi-Pragya fictions & Tia's Drabbles
~Mina's KKB Fic Index~
Thanks for reading 😃
Please like and comment 😳
If you liked this story you might want to check out
Tia's Abhi-Pragya fictions & Tia's Drabbles
~Mina's KKB Fic Index~
Book Talk
621