Made For Each Other..

The Mehras and Guptas were family friends for almost 40 years now. They were incomplete without each other and they shared every happiness and sorrow of their lives together.

Advait was Mrs. and Mr. Mehra’s only son. He was a suave and handsome young man. He worked for an MNC and was doing well in his career and life. The Mehras were looking out for prospective brides for him but he wasn’t ready for a commitment and a married life yet.

Shloka was the apple of the eye of the Gupta household. A charming, bubbly yet sober personality was what defined her. She too worked for an MNC and had told her parents that she would choose her own man and shouldn’t be pressurized in any way to get married soon.

Advait and Shloka got along well too as they had grown up together, knew each other’s behavior, likes, and dislikes, and loved pestering one another to the hilt. Both the households were always buzzing with activities of family picnics, dinners together, weekend trips to nearby places, and so on. Life went on amazingly well for these two family friends with Mehra and Gupta enjoying their retirement days, their wives enjoying their own share of banter and gossips. In short, they all were blessed to have each other’s company through their kids remained busy making their careers in life.

As their workplaces were not far away from each other’s, Advait and shloka sometimes met after office hours at coffee shops discussing their office, career growth, and talking random silly small talks. By pulling each other’s leg, knowing each other’s strengths and weaknesses, and discussing anything under the sun, they grew together to become the best of friends.

The Mehras and Guptas were all set to travel for their annual vacations as they always do every year but this time Advait and Shloka weren’t joining them as work pressure and lack of leave prevented them from going on the trip. The parents left for their holidays for a week and the young birds were busy in their own maddening world of meetings, targets, and deadlines.

They became so busy that they had no time to check up on each other through calls and messages. Leaving early in the morning and returning back late at night was the norm for both of them.

Advait started feeling something amiss in his life. He felt a void. He wasn’t happy though professionally he was doing quite well personally he felt alone. Coming back to an empty home made it worse for him. With no one to check up on him, he just didn’t feel good. He called and messaged shloka but she wasn’t picking up either nor did she reply to any of his texts. When finally after three days she called him and told him about her being extremely busy with her share of work at the office and she promised to meet up during the weekend and they would go out to spend a good evening together to get away from all the usual tensions of their corporate lives.

Come Saturday and they met as though they were seeing each other after a month though the Guptas lived bang opposite the Mehras bungalow. Advait felt unusually happy seeing her. A feeling of closeness overcame him and for the first time, he felt as though shloka looked like the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He had never felt like this before. Shloka was all smiles and gave him a hug on seeing him. He felt numb. Her touch sends shock waves through him. He had no idea what was happening to him. He hugged her even tighter and didn’t feel to let her go. Her perfume, her proximity, her bosom brushing over his chest made him feel sensual towards her. He wondered if she too felt the same.

They had a wonderful evening together. He was lost in a trance. Her smile, her banter, her face, her presence gave him an adrenaline rush and he could feel his manhood turning hard as rock. Till yesterday the girl who annoyed and irritated him was turning out into an angel for him. He was amazed at his own transformation and was rather shocked over his feelings going crazy for her. After dropping her home he just sat there on his couch back home and thought about the whole experience of that electrifying evening with her. He changed into his comfy clothes and was settling down and he realized he was getting restless, tossing and turning on his bed but he wasn’t drifting into sleep mode while on normal days he’s off to slumber in no time as soon as he hits the bed.

He picked up his phone to text Shloka but restrained himself as it was quite late already into the night. He was imagining her face in his mind all through the night in the darkness and he just couldn’t take her off his mind. For the first time he was developing strong feelings for someone and his hands reached down to his manhood that was erect and he masturbated thinking of her. This was the best feeling he had ever experienced in his life. Was it lust or love for her? He wasn’t sure.

For the following days, this feeling engulfed him and it was only growing stronger for him. He wanted to talk to her more often, text her every now and then, wanted to see her, and a strong urge to kiss those luscious lips was growing in leaps and bounds. He didn’t know if she felt the same towards him or was it just a one-sided thing.

The next day he called her up and invited her home for dinner as he would be cooking her favorite food, pasta. She was excited as she too was fed up with having food from outside since the day her parents left. She returned from the office early that day, had a good shower and changed into her comfy track pants and tee-shirt, and went over to Advait’s place.

Advait was dumbstruck on seeing her. She was looking gorgeous with her hair open with tiny droplets of water still trickling down onto her t-shirt making her look fresh as a flower with dewdrops. Her body emanated a strong smell of fresh fragrance as she slightly pushed him over to the side to gain entrance into the house. Her bosoms protruded from her tee and her panty outline could be seen over her track pants with her firm booty tucked deep into the pants. She looked so feminine, full, and voluptuous. She looked like a woman that every man would desire. Her eyes spoke of depth, her cheeks resembled rose petals, so smooth and deserving a peck, her lips as she spoke gave him an urge to hold her tightly against him and kiss them till it ached till she felt breathless. He could feel his bulge becoming hard and rising again as she hovered around his place and yelled at him for keeping the house unkempt. He was just staring at her without uttering any words. He was smitten and besotted by her.

As she pulled him into the kitchen to start preparing her favorite food, he felt the shivers across his body. Her intermittent touches while they chopped and sautéed vegetables, the looks, and smiles she gave him in between cooking melted him and he, in turn, wanted to drop everything and pin her down and make love to her and give her pleasure in every way.

He was controlling his emotions and kept the wild beast within him on a leash lest he lose control and copulate with her. He was enjoying her company and after a good cooking session they both sat down to satiate their hunger. She helped him clear the dishes and once again her touches, strokes, and brushes against his body triggered an orgasm of another kind in him.

They sat to talk on the couch and while she spoke he could see himself moving closer towards her without her realizing his intention. She was engrossed in speaking and that’s when the beast in him could no longer be tamed and he gently pulled her to him and kissed those luscious lips wildly. They both engaged in a lip lock and she seemed to melt in him even more. He ran his hands gently over her body, grasped those heavenly bosoms while she gave herself completely to him. He whispered sweet nothings in her ears and all he could hear were her slight moans. She could feel her panties wet and wanting it to be explored by him. He placed her hand on his manhood and told her to feel it. It was hard as a rock and her touch made it even harder. They felt each other and wanted to explore every inch of each other's bodies. He asked her if she was comfortable to indulge with him in sex and she whispered a ‘yes’ in his ears giving him another orgasm.

As they proceeded towards the bedroom with each other feeling one another, their desires reached a peak and he was down on her taking down her pants and feeling her wet panties while she moaned of pleasure and stroked her own breasts. They were on fire. She rubbed his balls and massaged his tool-making him moan in sublime pleasure. He pushed her onto the bed, felt her whole body with his tongue, sucking at her engorged breasts making her moan louder while she stroked his penis up and down making him travel to an unknown world of fantasy, pleasure, and pain. She was wet as he fingered her deep giving her a high feel of orgasmic pleasure and a sweet pain. She asked him to enter her. He kissed her lips as he entered her and pumped in slowly and continued with slight force keeping in mind not to hurt her but to immerse her in full pleasure. Their moans became louder, their clasps on each other became tighter, her breasts jumping up and down with every push and he pressing and kissing them in intervals. She could feel the warmth of his tool inside her as he stroked it deeper and further deeper into her. They both were reaching their state of orgasms with pain, moans, love, and pleasure of satisfying each other.

They were done and their bodies shivered and relaxed after the process. She was numb, still dwelling in the state of intense sex. He was breathless and laid there with pleasure. They looked at each other with a smile, kissed and whispered thanks and an ‘I love you ‘ to each other, and kissed again.

Advait and Shloka were in love. They were made for each other.

They decided to give the good news of they being in love with each other and their nod for marriage with each other once their parents reach back from their holidays and they were sure that they would be blessed in abundance and nothing else would make their parents happier than this news.

And romantic yet lustful poetry to go with this...

Lovers…They met over sunset,

She was a beautiful brunette,

He kissed on her behest,

And was taken over by lust.

He requested her for sex,

She wasn’t at all perplexed.

Moments of passion,

Followed by seduction,

And mutual attraction,

Leading to the amorous act of copulation.

The union of two bodies,

That pleases and teases,

Upheaving each other's senses,

With feelings so intense,

That love between them remains immense.