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The Memorable Farewell - Part I

The Memorable Farewell - Part I

It was the last day of the graduation. Everybody was busy discussing the dress code for the most awaited farewell party. And so were Riya and Shantanu.

Shantanu was in the same school  since the beginning and  Riya had joined in class IX and since then they were good friends. They took admission in the same college too. Finally it was decided that boys will wear a double – breast coat and girls will be dressed in an evening gown.

“Oh I am so damn excited to see the beauties of our batch today”, said Shantanu. Riya didn’t reply. She was engrossed in her thoughts. “Riya….. are you not excited?”, asked Shantanu. She was puzzled. “I don’t have an evening gown. What will I ……. Wear tonight?” Riya was in tears. Shantanu took her in his arms and hugged her tight and said, “Let’s buy one”. Riya pushed him back and left for home.

In the afternoon, Riya was quietly sitting in her room, when the phone bell rang and her mother called out, “Riya Shantanu wants to talk to you.” “ Tell him I’m not at home”, she replied. Half–an–hour later Riya received a bag with a note stating – “My sister’s evening gown – for my dearest friend. Would love to see you in it.” Riya was still crying. But this time, with happiness. She always knew Shantanu felt for her.

In the evening when everybody was busy enjoying the party, Shantanu was eagerly waiting for Riya. He was at the entrance of the venue, hoping to see her in the evening gown. She didn’t turn up. Disappointed …. He decided to leave the party, he stepped out and was surprised to see Riya waiting for him, with the same bag in hand.

Slowly, she walked towards him and kissed him on his forehead. Shantanu couldn’t believe what happened with him. She came closer and stroked over the belt of his coat , slipped her hands inside over his shirt and fastened him  tight in her arms.

Shantanu could feel her heart beat and the warmth in her breath. He could not control his feelings and gently kissed her on her lips. She didn’t resist her. Both were engrossed in  the moment. Riya took time and said softly, “Thank you for the lovely gown but …..” Before she could complete, Shantanu said, “Why didn’t you wear it?” This time Riya helm him even tighter and said, “I wanted you to dress me as you always fantasize.”

Shantanu was out of words. “How do you know it? And how can I do this?”

“We can! There’s no one at home. My mother planned a movie and dinner with father as I had my farewell”.

“But….”, Shantanu was hesitant.

Riya cleared it, “I know you love me. And I also do. Let’s make the fare well night the most memorable night.” And so they drove to her house weaving dreams of love making for the first time with their dream lovers.

Shantanu had visited Riya’s house many times but today it was giving  different vibes. Both were filled with love. Riya quickly dressed herself in the evening gown and came out. He glanced at her with admiration, then he gently lifted her in his arms and took her to her bedroom. He slowly unlaced her dress….she unbuttoned his shirt……their lips striking gently each other’s faces. Slowly they were wrapped in each other’s arms and in the same blanket….. Shantanu over Riya. She could feel his dick slipping in, the friction, the pain ! But the pleasure of being in her man’s arms was greater than the pain. It was the first time they confessed their love and also made love together.

Before leaving Shantanu packed the gown and kept in her wardrobe and said, “I wish to have the farewell party again after post graduation, together with you. What about you?”

Riya smiled and embraced him and said, “I wish to celebrate every day, like this, with you, what about you????” Shantanu hugged her in agreement, kissed her and then waved her bye.

 

 

I have for the first time found what I can truly love–I have found you. You are my sympathy–my better self–my good angel–I am bound to you with a strong attachment. I think you good, gifted, lovely: a fervent, a solemn passion is conceived in my heart; it leans to you, draws you to my centre and spring of life, wrap my existence about you–and, kindling in pure, powerful flame, fuses you and me in one."I saw you in kamuklife lingerie and felt I have loved none but you”

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