Chandrika and Karthik consummate their relationship – Part 2

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Warm kisses from Chandrika! This is episode 5 and the last part of my first real sexual adventure as a woman. NO! this is not THE END, just the end of one of my first and most cherished experiences. There are more to follow. So let’s close this one.

As I held Karthik’s hands and led him to the bedroom, I knew that today would be the day it happened. I opened the bedroom door slowly and moved Karthik in gently. The ambiance was perfect. The room was gently lit with the golden hue from the oil lamp spreading through the room.

The fragrance of Jasmine flowers filled the room with erotic mysticism. The rose petals and jasmine flowers on the bed were heavenly. With a setting like this, one could only think of Love and Sex.

Our bodily senses were heightened; all needed now was for our bodies to touch, and the sparks would fly.

“WOW, Chandrika, WOW. Is this really happening” Karthik asked in absolute amazement

“YES, it is, baby!” I said

Karthik shut the bedroom door and turned towards me. His face turned serious. I could no longer see the boy I was in love with but a man who wanted to make beautiful love to his wife. He held both my hands and slowly pulled me towards himself. As he kissed my palms, I could feel his tongue touch my skin.

That light wet touch put me in a trance. As he pulled me closer, he let go of my hands and placed his around my hips in an embrace. As he pulled me closer, I could feel his loved right where it turned me on the most. His clean torso brushed my exposed chest as my breast rubbed against his hard nipples.

Karthik was switched on, and I knew the fire would start any moment. As he sniffed my shoulder, I saw him enjoying the fragrance of the Sandalwood perfume I had worn. His soft nibbles and tongue tip on my shoulder were driving me crazy.

With every nibble and tongue tease, I lost control of myself, and my knees weakened. A complete loss of balance was inevitable. As those tongue teases and nibbles progressed from my shoulder edge, I could feel Karthik’s mouth clasping my neck with his wet lips.

His tongue was as if injecting me with this mother dose of aphrodisiac. That was it! I lost all control, and my body couldn’t hold itself up. As I slipped, Karthik held me and pulled me towards him. While I was reeling out of control, he locked his mouth and unleashed his tongue into mine.

The juices from our mouths mixed, and now I was in a sexual trance. While our mouths were engaged in a cosmic tangle, Karthik moved one of his hands onto my butt. He softly squeezed my butt cheeks while, with the other hand, he fondled my breast with my blouse still on.

I was distracted after he had opened multiple lines of sexual advances. It was too much pleasuring for me to handle. Karthik slowly pushed me backward while still being lip locked, and as we reached the bed, he made me sit. He wouldn’t stop kissing, and neither did I want him to.

Karthik took my hands and slowly ran them over his bare chest. I sensed that he wanted me to feel him more. Before I could explore further, Karthik took both of my hands and moved them right down to hold his dick. It abruptly ended our kiss.

It was unexpected as I held something that I had always fantasized about. Though still clothed, I could feel his dick throbbing in my palms as if it had a life of its own. It was extremely stiff and of medium girth. He wasn’t the porn star type but was average and decently endowed.

“This feels amazing, baby,” I said.

“I have been waiting for someone to touch it, feel it, hold it, and I am happy it’s you,” he said.

What should I do next? And what does Karthik want me to do? I looked into Karthik’s eyes, hoping he would tell me what he wanted me to do.

“Take it out,” he said

Like an obedient wife, I slowly started to strip him of his dhoti. And there before me was this beautiful object of pleasure. I had dreamt of this moment and played it a million times in my mind before. Seeing it happening was unbelievable.

Karthik stood before me completely naked with his beautiful body and love tool.

“Hold it,” he said, which I did

“Give me a slow rub, darling,” he said.

As I started to rub my hands on his dick, I saw a smile on Karthik’s face. He was enjoying the rub. As I was stroking him, I didn’t know what got over me. I just leaned forward and took his dick in my mouth. It happened so naturally that I didn’t even realize I was sucking on his dick.

“Gosh! Am I really sucking?” I asked myself.

I still can’t remember why, but I played the role perfectly as if sucking was natural. Maybe it was the educational tapes that I had been watching that induced that behavior.

Karthik didn’t utter a word. A more pensive lip grind replaced his smile. I played out every fantasy I had as I sucked him. Drawing his foreskin back and licking his head like a candy bar was what I enjoyed the most. I gently squeezed his balls with one hand while massaging his dick with the other.

With every suck, he let out a mild groan. I was cautious to ensure he did not ejaculate on fellatio and remained excited and hard. While I was drinking away those juices from his dick, Karthik held my head with both his hands. He pushed his tool into every crevice of my mouth.

I honestly don’t remember how long I had been on that sweet candy, but I thoroughly enjoyed every bit of it. I kept looking at Karthik’s face to see if he was enjoying it. Or if there were any indications of him climaxing. Karthik realized that he needed to save himself for the big flourish.

So he pulled himself away from me. As he pulled away, the juices in my mouth started to flow. My mouth had been conquered, and it was time to advance to the next post.

Karthik leaned forward and let his tongue do the talking. Soon his tongue was where his dick was a while ago. Happily slurping on the lovely juices that my mouth and his dick had churned up. The start was explosive, and I hoped it would continue to be so for the rest of the night.

Our mouths expressed their love for each other. Karthik placed his palms on my underarms and slowly got me to stand up. He slowly stopped kissing and started to stare right into my eyes. His hands ran from my bare shoulders to my butt. He slowly turned me around.

His fingers were exploring my exposed back in the most sensual way. I could feel Karthik reach for my blouse knot. He then slowly unknotted my blouse and let it drop. As a natural reaction, I covered my breasts with the cups of my palm. For the first time, I felt exposed in front of my lover.

Karthik was playing it like a pro. He then slowly turned me around. I honestly felt so shy that I didn’t even look at his face. My palms were still cupping my breasts, and I was still looking down at the blouse on the floor. Karthik then held both my wrists and dropped my hands down.

I felt completely exposed and wasn’t still looking at Karthik. There I stood in front of my man with my chest exposed, unable to see him in the eye. Karthik slowly lifted my face, and I could not escape his hypnotic stare. In that sensuous moment, Karthik kissed me again as his warm hands caressed my nipples.

“OH! Don’t stop, Karthik,” I thought.

With his palms gently squeezing my breasts and caressing my nipples with his fingertips, it was a feeling I had never experienced. My arms reached out to Karthik’s face. As if I had discovered some hidden energy, I pulled him closer into a deeper mouth lock.

His hands on my breasts, especially the nipple caressing, drove me nuts. Karthik moved from my breasts to my back. Slowly down my back to where the kashta pleats were tucked in. Right at the point where the lower back meets the butt crack.

I focused on the undiscovered and never-before-experienced pleasures. Karthik slowly pulled the kashta pleats out and let go. As the kashta pleats came off and fell to the floor, my privates were now easily accessible. I knew the last line of defense was about to be taken down.

Karthik wasn’t going to waste any more time. He then went straight for the hooks and strings that held the Kashta to my waist. As he unhooked each of them, I felt more feminine. I held onto Karthik more tightly.

In the tighter embrace, our bare bodies met for the first time.is stiff nipples were rubbing against mine. My body was subjected to this new sexual torture that I couldn’t have enough of.

As the last hook came off, my kashta dropped. All that was left was the restraint on my pleasure point that offered no defense to the constant hard knocking of Karthik’s dick. It was time to surrender.

Karthik ran his fingers over my nipples, caressing them and teasing them with the tip of his tongue. As he moved from my nipples to my belly button, I knew what he was up to. He was on to my restraint in no time. He applied a slight squeeze on my dick and balls.

I grimaced at the painful pleasure he was subjecting me to. He then took my restraint off and let go of my love tool. That’s it. I was the woman he wanted me to be. He then held my balls and dick and massaged them gently with one of his hands. He pulled me tight with the other and kissed me.

Suddenly, out of nowhere and with an unexpected move, he pushed me back hard onto the bed. He then sensuously got into bed and lay right over me, with our nipples touching and lips in a perfect position to lock. He stole a few kisses.

I could feel that he was making himself comfortable by getting into a position right between my legs. I could sense that he was trying to place his dick over mine, and I wasn’t going to complain. Karthik clenched my palms with his and pinned my arms above my head.

I was immobile with my arms locked and my erogenous pelvic region pinned under his. He then started to rub his dick on mine. His tool grew harder and stronger. The constant rubbing against each other made mine hard too. But I was overcome with feminine sensuousness, and I lost all sense of being a man.

Karthik was stroking his dick on mine. His strokes were getting more focused and smoother. His kisses and tongue tease on my nipples were heavenly. The woman in me had completely submitted herself to Karthik’s sexual subjugation. His kisses kept coming.

I did not want them to stop. Our bodies were drenched in each other’s saliva and the slight pre-cum that kept oozing out of our love rods. It was the most beautiful feeling that our bodies would ever experience. We experienced a new sensation with every act, something we never had.

Karthik ‘s kisses were getting sloppier, and my body was soaked in his saliva. As he started to kiss his way down, I would twitch every time his tongue touched my body. And then, out of nowhere, I felt Karthik’s tongue on my dick. That wet feeling shook me up completely.

Now I was being subjected to a different kind of pleasure. Karthik was taking me to a new high. He continued to give me that oral pleasure. I remember telling him to stop since I was afraid I would climax. It was something I wasn’t planning until later. Karthik, like an obedient husband, stopped.

He looked into my eyes and slithered over my body to kiss me. I could feel him part my legs with his. I could sense him setting himself up for the ultimate act. My mind was still reeling in the sensual pleasures it was being subjected to. But also conscious that Karthik would take the big plunge at any moment.

I could feel his hard and wet dick knocking on my man-pussy. It could happen at any moment. Karthik’s relentless kissing diverted my focus. I was busy fending off attacks of his sensual tongue. At that very moment, unexpectedly, I could feel Karthik trying to mount me.

His first attempt to enter me woke me up completely from my sensual slumber. Now I felt a pain between my legs replace the pleasure in my head. His first strike was a failure. I wasn’t ready, but the pain was right on my tolerance limit. Now I was thinking of the pain.

I was reminded of the stories and lessons about the pain during the first intercourse. My body was expecting another strike, maybe even more painful than the first. Karthik’s mouth had abandoned mine. Now he was more focused on getting himself inside me.

He was very determined. Even before I realized it, he launched another strike, and this time almost made it. But the pain was excruciating. I let out a loud shrill cry, my eyes teared up, and now I was reeling in pain.

Karthik just stopped, got off me and was clueless about what had happened. He kept asking me what was happening, and I told him the pain was unbearable. That confident man in Karthik had disappeared and now was worried out of his wits.

“Let’s stop this, Chandrika,” he said. “I can’t see you in pain this way.”

“It’s really painful, Karthik,” I said.

“Do you want me to get something for you? Ice or something?” he asked.

“No, No, No,” I said. “Leave it the way it is. The pain will go.”

“I have been preparing for this for over a month, and I want this. I am not going to give up. If I don’t get this done today, I will never be able to,” I told myself.

“Get me the oil and moisturizer,” I told Karthik.

Karthik rushed to the refrigerator to get the moisturizer and picked up the oil bottle from the shelf. I asked him to apply oil on his dick while I applied some to my man-pussy. I then got a healthy helping moisturizer on my love hole. I could still feel the pain, but the moisturizer and oil had a soothing effect.

“Let’s do it again,” I said

But Karthik was so tense that he had lost all his excitement and erection. I pulled him over as if nothing had happened. I took his dick in my mouth and gave him a serious sucking. In no time, I could feel his dick go erect and hard in my mouth.

I pulled his head down, kissed him in his mouth and told him, “I have been waiting for this for a very long time. I am not giving up so easily, and you shouldn’t too. I love you, and I want you to make yours. Go slow and take your time.”

Karthik was a little reluctant to continue. With some coaxing and confidence from my side, he was ready to try it. This time he was slow and pushed extremely slowly. With every stroke, he made little progress while my pain started to grow again.

I wasn’t ready to give up and continued to push on. My man-pussy was now getting comfortable with Karthik’s dick and was willing to let him in. His slow stroking helped, and now he was halfway in. That feeling of being halfway in was unbelievable. I had never felt anything inside me all this time.

This was the first time I had someone inside me. Karthik continued making slow strokes as if he was magically inside me.

“WHAT JUST HAPPENED?” I asked myself, “Where is the pain?” Suddenly, the pain disappeared. This feeling of being completely transformed into a woman sets in. My dreams of experiencing sex as a woman, the very reason I started to dress and think like a woman, were about to come true.

I could think of only Rekha then, and now I was very close to being her.

“Baby, I love you,” I told Karthik. “Go on, make me yours and fill me with your love.”

Karthik was now back into the game and started making slow strokes. I asked him to lubricate himself after every couple of strokes to keep it smooth and painless for us. Karthik was a man on fire. He was playing it like a pro. He kissed me all over while he stroked his dick inside me simultaneously.

I had given up on this multifront sensual assault. Karthik was unbelievable, and I was on my sexual limit. Karthik wouldn’t stop, and soon, we lost track of time. While Karthik and I were at it, he exchanged words of love and lust. But I don’t remember them.

It was almost 4 in the morning, and we both were tired. Karthik was all sweaty but still pushing hard. I could feel his dick grow inside me as if it was about to explode.

“You know this has been the Best Gift I have ever received for my birthday,” Karthik said.

“I love you. Thank you for giving me a night that I have been fantasizing about for a long time,” I told Karthik.

“I love you too, Chandrika and will do so forever,” he said. “If you permit me, I would like to ejaculate inside you.”

I wasn’t prepared for that, but I had promised to give him the “Baby experience.”

“Yes, baby, go ahead. Let your love fill me,” I told him.

Karthik was almost there, and so was I. But I knew I would need a helping hand. I could see Karthik’s eyes roll as if he was climaxing, and I was right. I felt this spray inside me, short spurts of warm juices filling my man-pussy. I knew Karthik had climaxed.

As soon as his dick was drained of all his love juices, Karthik just collapsed over me. That 4-hour-long sexual duel would have its toll on anyone. In no time, Karthik was out. He slept off. I was in my world, having now experienced sex as a woman.

I just made love to a man I love, and not only did we make love. I also allowed him to inseminate me. A wife’s dream come true. I couldn’t sleep that night as my mind was filled with these strange and unusual thoughts of being a woman and wife. How will it be between Karthik and me now?

Would he continue to love me, or would this act end our relationship? After all, this relationship had its foundations in sexual desires.

It was 8 AM, and I was woken up abruptly by the doorbell ring. I realized it was the milkman at the door. I didn’t bother to wake up since I had left a bag on the door to drop the milk packet. Karthik was still asleep, and I didn’t want to wake him.

Lying naked next to the man you love and watching him sleep as you wake up after a night of torrid sex was every woman’s fantasy. I was living it. My body was sticky, and there was this slight smell or fragrance of bodily fluids if you wish to refer to it that way. I needed to get cleaned up and ready for the day.

I rushed to the bathroom for a shower. “Chandrika, I am leaving,” Karthik told me, knocking on the bathroom door. He had woken up as I was taking a bath and wanted to go back home for some reason.

“But baby, you are in no shape to go back home. You know you are all sticky and unclean. Don’t you want to clean up,” I told him from inside the bathroom

“Don’t worry, I will wash,” he said.

“I think this is it. He wont be the same again,” I told myself. I was filled with a sense of loss.

“Hey baby, I will be back again today at around 8 PM,” Karthik told me as he left.

I thought this would be the last episode of this series. But I realize that the word limit for this article is almost up. I will need to write another shorter follow-up closure piece. I will have that up soon.

I hope you enjoyed reading this episode. I will continue this journey in the next episode. If you have any feedback, please post it to [email protected].

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