'Mum's First Lover' by Harshavardhan C (classic english novels txt) 📕

was feeling shy to go through it publically and hence I covered it under a news paper and enjoying the feminine beauties unobtrusively.

It was exactly by 2100hrs Rosaline came with a glass of hot milk, wearing cream coloured sari, but somehow she was hesitating to come inside. The neighbouring ladies along with the house owner’s wife, who accompanied Rosaline suddenly pushed her into the suit and bolted the door from outside.

She kept the glass on tea table, but was standing there like a statue. I just looked at her, but she didn’t peep into my eyes and bow down her head perhaps she was feeling shy.

It appeared she dare not come to me or sit if not on bed at least in the sofa. I just nodded my head as a mark of welcome. She saw through me with her half opened eyes, when I was seriously awaiting her for the last one hour.

“Please be seated Rosaline”

She slowly came near to the cot and sat at the end.

“Why are you in off mood dear? Is anything wrong? Or have I ever hurt you?”

“No, not at all John”

“But, I couldn’t find cheerfulness in you; and may I know the reason?”

“Just I am feeling nervous. I am still in my dreams John and I couldn’t believe what all happened till now is only real”

“No, you are not frank Rosaline”

“Of course every spinster has to face the same situation one day or the other; and in my case I am both deprived of the love and affection of late my mum and at least about the presence of my dad at this happy occasion in my life”

“I am sorry for being selfish in that aspect. It is definitely a glaring mistake on my part for not expressing my love for you and asking your dad for our marriage”

“Impossible, he will not spare you after knowing our affair, and that is the reason why even before he fixes my marriage with my uncle I hurried you to marry me, till I conceive we keep the matter secret and later under any case it will be opened and he has to accept you”

“Thanks and by the why what did the neighbouring women flock secretly brief you?”

“Okay, before I tell you, please reveal what was secretly told by your house owner to you”

“It is all about the game”

“What do you mean by game?” She asked him quite innocently.

“Can’t you guess? Or you want to hear from me”

“Sure, but it seems you are dodging”

“My house owner briefed me about XYZ of the first three nuptial nights”

“What is XYZ?”

“I think you were also briefed about first night by the house owner’s wife, before sending you to me dear”

“Of course she also told me the same of XYZ”

“Are you sure and then promise me”

She put her hand on my head.

“Okay I am unfolding the mystery and afterwards you shouldn’t feel bad”

“As soon as the newly wedded bride enters the bull’s chamber, the bridegroom groom should cross her like a bull. That means me over you”

“What?” She was hurt rather became angry over me to hear an absurdity from me.

“I mean as soon as you enter nuptial suit, I must not spare you even a fraction of second and show my prowess on you X times and in response you must also show your talent on me by Y times during the three nights in our nuptials; till we enjoy the heaven of joy. And Z of course is sexual fight between us; and who wins finally in our sexual play is the test in this game. Now I put it to you who should do first? And who will be the second? And let us toss” I said smilingly.

“Please stop it John” She was annoyed.

“I said nothing, but about the play between the newly wedded couple, I never spoke about rape and I don’t understand why you annoyed dear?” I said and switched off the light therein.

“Shut up” She said seriously and switched on the light.

“Please don’t forget to use force against me in the ensuing play on the bed, as promised by you Rosaline” Still I was trying to tease her.

“I say don’t talk rot” She took out a bed sheet and a pillow and put them on the corner of the room and bedded herself on it.

“Welcome your Highness and shall I put off the light and start the game on the floor, which will be something novel, you like it?”

“Shut up, I never expected that you behave like a play boy. In fact all my hopes and dreams about my fiancé are shattered into pieces. Is it the conduct and character of my dream boy? I couldn’t relish that I have this much poor taste in choosing you John? What I expected is not happening in my life, but at least you fulfil your desire and I not only close my eyes but also forget about my personal life, career, besides happiness; and I might feel whatever you do would be nothing but a brute force on me, as it is being done without my consent and participation” She was upset and reacted painfully.

He could see her eyes become reddish, as she was trying her best to with hold her tears.

“I am sorry Rosaline, I didn’t mean that. In fact, as I am still feeling guilty about the Goddess of beauty and deity of prosperity and you are the both; and I am your devotee. Devotees only pray but they can’t play with them you know. I have just commented the way our customs and traditions narrowed down our relations. Please don’t misunderstand me as a naughty boy, and I am hundred percent your ream boy”

Rosaline not only heard some kind of fear in my voice but also she could see in me absolute guilty for what all has happened?

I was just thrilled when she came close to me voluntarily and hugged me.

“Why are you belittling yourself John? Is my richness only comes in between us? Please do believe that when once we married I disowned all my properties for honouring your love only. And if you still say that our sets are the barriers, I want to remind you that when once I married you means as per our customs and traditions I only take your name together with your sir name and set and whatever belong to you. Please never in our life time don’t think about my back ground at all. And be free and let us start our happy journey”

So saying Rosaline became proactive and kissed me quite emotionally, perhaps the first kiss of the world’s most beautiful spinster I had in my life. And I was just standing like a statue and with her body weight I just laid down on the bed and she was tempted as she took initiative and we had a first go.

While she got screwed herself, I had sweet pain as the outer skin of my organ rather ruptured slightly.

“Is it paining you John?” Perhaps she observed my feelings.

“Which I am supposed to ask you Rosaline; and by the way how is your first night experience with me?”

“That is beautiful of course, and any newly wedded spinster is supposed to ask her hubby. And are you happy with me John?”

I couldn’t reply her at once.

She again asked me in a bit of shy, but anyway she thought it was her primary responsibility to entertain me not only during the nuptial nights, but also all through her life.

I just smiled neither positive nor negative reply.

“Sorry, I sense you are off mood John? Are you not happy to enjoy sex with me?”

“Who said that? I am really blessed to have you in my life Rosaline, but I am suspecting that I may lose you. In any case your dad will take you away from me; and I can’t even imagine my live without you Rosaline”

“Be like a man, why do you think about future. I already told you when once I conceive, no one can come in our way and no one can separate us. Perhaps death only, but I am sure that even in death also we will go together not separately as our love is true and pious John” She spoke high of her dreaming love.

But still I had my inhibitions. Some force, I didn’t know whether fear phobia or some mysterious power was discouraging me to enjoy her whole heartedly.

When it was 2200hrs she went to wash room with cream colour sari but returned to me completely nude. I couldn’t understand the mind of damsels. Before marriage how sensitive they were; and after marriage how dare they were to express their right over their hubbies. What was the difference? I couldn’t with hold my doubt and I spelt out to her.

“Social security, sense of oneness, and finally our union John, that means woman constitute half of man, as per our customs and traditions, and it has been there in our epics also” She replied me extempore.

I was thrilled by both with her sweet voice, uncherished and ever memorable actions. But I was still hesitating to touch her. She then held my right hand and took it to her breast.

“How do you feel John? Come on hold them and frisk them briskly”

I did so not with any feel but mechanically.

“Now tell me how are you feeling? Are you enjoying?”

I just nodded my head as neither positive nor negative response.

She took my hand to the centre of her each breast, and made me hold her nipples with the help of my index and thumb fingers”

“Hey man do you know what you are doing?”

“I don’t know” I know but I pretended.

“Idiot what you hold is my nipple exactly one of the sensitive places which stimulate women on bed”

“Really” I said rather innocently.

And she took my hand little lower from her abdomen; and she suddenly stopped and held my index finger and she drew the love symbol below her lower abdomen.

“Perhaps you might have understood what exactly it is? It is nothing but the love symbol; and for which no man in the universe couldn’t succumb to women nor deny their physical touch” She completed her narration so instigating.

She then led my hand still down and she stopped abruptly.

“Do you feel its touch? It is the sexiest part in woman, called clitoris”

She drove my hand further down and showed me the way to the heaven of joy.

Even after she gave me the lead there was no positive response from my side. And then she touched my sexual organ. It was already erected and was ready to pierce into her vagina. But I didn’t venture to take initiative.

“John still your mind is somewhere, I couldn’t understand what is wrong with you John?” She asked me emotionally.

I understood that she was feeling as I couldn’t reach her expectations.

But I was really feeling bad about my apprehensive rather castrate behaviour; and then I could expect how any lady at that moment thinks about her fiancé, or hubby?

But she was a nice lady, besides a loveable partner too as she didn’t get herself hurt or rather disappointed with my questionable conduct and behaviour; and was trying her best to motivate me rather make me get rid of any nervousness or from fear phobia to prove that I would be her he-man and the best hubby on bed with her forever.

And it was true that she was unable to control her peak of temptation and she again took the initiative and played with me proactive.

I didn’t count, but I remembered that she went to wash room more than four times, and so did I. It was already 0400hrs in the early hours. While returning from wash room she put on all the lights in the suit; and checked and