Romance with girlfriend in Bangalore – Part 2
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Submit Report This story is part of the Romance with girlfriend in Bangalore series I kindly request that you read the first part to fully appreciate the details of our journey. ***** After a few days, we met again and decided to visit Big Bazaar for some festival shopping. As we strolled through the store, my girlfriend started trying on a few outfits, and I couldn’t help but feel excited at the prospect of being with her in the trial room. However, I was hesitant to join her, knowing that the CCTV cameras would be monitoring the area. I waited for the perfect moment, and then she suddenly opened the door and asked for my opinion on her new dress. Without thinking about the cameras, I gave in to my desires and smooched her. She was taken aback, yet thrilled, and I quickly pulled her back into the trial room, where we shared a passionate kiss that lasted for about 10 seconds. It was an exhilarating experience, and I was hooked from that very moment. As we continued shopping, we noticed that several staff members were staring at us, and we couldn’t help but feel a bit self-conscious. We decided to leave and head to Elements Mall, where we caught a movie. About 30 minutes into the film, I realized that I hadn’t made any moves, and my girlfriend grew impatient. She took my hand and placed it inside her top, and I was once again overcome with excitement. I began to massage her breasts, pinch her nipples, and circle her areolas with my fingers. For the next two hours, my hands were completely absorbed in the moment, as if it were my last chance to experience such intimacy. Although I was aroused, I didn’t want to take any risks inside the theater, so I limited my explorations to my right hand. After the movie, we purchased some corn and started our ride home. As we ate, she passed the corn to me, but I was already in a different state of mind. I asked her to chew the corn and then pass it to me with her saliva, which she did. The taste wasn’t particularly exceptional, but the romantic gesture made it special. She repeated this process several times, and I savored each moment, feeling like a child without teeth. As we rode on, I made my move, placing my left hand on her belly. She remained quiet, and I attempted to go further, but her jeans were too tight. She understood my intentions and helped guide my hand through the fabric. As soon as I touched her, I felt the warmth and wetness of her panties. I explored the area, taking a few seconds to adjust to the sensation, and eventually, my finger brushed against her clitoris. I heard a soft “ahhh” escape her lips, and I quickly realized that this was a sensitive spot. I tickled it a few more times, and her moans grew louder and more intense. I pinched it gently, and she let out a mix of pain and pleasure. I continued to explore, feeling the heat and wetness of her lips, and eventually, I inserted a finger, which caused her some discomfort. She guided me to handle it more gently, and I slowly moved my finger around the area, eliciting soft moans from her. As we rode through the deserted road, I was aware that my one hand was steering the bike while the other was exploring her. I touched her buttocks and then returned to her vagina, inserting a finger slowly. She hugged me tightly, spreading her legs, and moaned continuously for the next two minutes. I removed my finger and reinserted it, making her moan again. Throughout this experience, I would occasionally smooch her and ask her to spit saliva into my mouth, which she happily obliged. Her hands were also pinching my nipples, and I could feel the juice from her vagina making my hands sticky. After a few strokes, I kept my finger inside, touching a solid part just below her clitoris, which seemed to drive her wild. I tapped it for a few seconds before finally removing my hand as we approached the traffic route. The smell of her vagina on my hand was intoxicating, and I couldn’t help but smell, lick, and smell it again. My girlfriend was initially shy about me licking her juices, but she seemed pleased that I was savoring the moment. After licking my fingers a few more times, the smell faded, and I requested her to let me explore again. I inserted my finger into her vagina once more, took it out, and then dropped her off near her house, showing her my wet fingers. She blushed, smooched me, and left. The next day, we decided to meet at a nearby park. As we sat on a bench, I couldn’t help but think about the previous day’s experience. I took her hand, and we started walking through the park, enjoying the scenery and each other’s company. We found a secluded spot, and I pulled her close, kissing her passionately. She responded eagerly, and we stood there, lost in the moment, our tongues entwined. I slowly moved my hands down her body, caressing her breasts and belly, and eventually, I reached her vagina. I touched her gently, and she let out a soft moan. I inserted a finger, and she began to move her hips, grinding against my hand. I increased the pace, and she started to moan louder, her body shuddering with pleasure. As we stood there, I realized that we were getting a bit too carried away, and I didn’t want to risk getting caught. I slowly stopped, and we composed ourselves, taking a few deep breaths. We decided to head back to her place, where we could continue our exploration in private. As we walked, I couldn’t help but think about the things I wanted to do to her. I was eager to taste her, to feel her vagina on my tongue, and to make her come. When we arrived at her place, we quickly got comfortable, and I started to undress her. She stood before me, naked and beautiful, her breasts perked up, and her vagina glistening with anticipation. I dropped to my knees, my tongue eager to taste her. I licked her slowly, savoring the flavor, and she let out a soft moan.