She gave me a blowjob, and I cummed in her mouth. My Forbidden Love Story in COVID Time
her pussy was tight, and there was blood because she was virgin. She said it hurt, but then she enjoyed it. I cummed again, and we went for 15 minutes the second time. We stopped at 3:45 a.m., both of us breathless, lips red from kissing.
I come from a family in India where talking about sex is a big taboo. Even holding your sister’s hand feels awkward, that’s how strict things are. This is my story, a love story that happened in 2021 during COVID, when everything was locked down, and my heart was beating for someone special.
How It All Started
It was 2021, and I was studying hard for my board exams. Everyone was stuck at home because of COVID. In July, a girl from my class—let’s call her Priya—proposed to me. She was the prettiest girl in school, her smile like a Bollywood heroine. But I already liked another girl in my class, so I said sorry and refused. Still, we became friends. We started chatting a lot on WhatsApp, sometimes till late night.
Priya shared everything about her life—her home, her dreams, even personal stuff like her sexual problems. I was shocked, because in my family, nobody talks like that. Then she told me her father beats her. I felt so bad, I wanted to help her. We talked for hours, and I got emotional. Later, I found out she lied about her father to make me feel close to her. I was hurt, but somehow, I couldn’t stop talking to her.
Love Grew Slowly
In January 2022, Priya proposed again at 3 a.m. during one of our long chats. This time, I said yes. I was connected to her now—she shared everything, even tried to make me jealous by talking about other boys. I told her I liked another girl before, but now my heart was with her. We were in love, but it was a secret because we were in a hostel school, and her father was a staff there.
On February 10, our school reopened. We had to keep distance because her father found our chats—some were about sex and stuff we shouldn’t talk about. He got so angry and beat her badly. But Priya didn’t stop loving me. She sent me letters through her friends, and we kept our love alive in secret.
The Night That Changed Everything
One day, her father went to Lucknow for work. Priya called me, her voice all shaky, and asked me to come to her house in the staff quarters. She wanted to be close, maybe even have sex. I got scared—too much risk of getting caught. So, we planned to meet at 2 a.m. in the volleyball court near the mess, where nobody could see us.
I bathed, my heart beating fast, and reached the court at 1:50 a.m. The night was dark, full of mosquitoes. Then Priya came, looking like a dream in the moonlight. She ran and jumped into my arms, hugging me so tight I could feel her heartbeat. It was the first time I touched a girl I loved. I kissed her forehead, soft and gentle. But she was excited, and suddenly, she kissed me on the lips. We kissed passionately, like in movies, for 20 minutes straight.
Mosquitoes were biting her legs, so I lifted her in my arms. She was light, and her warmth made me forget everything. Our kisses got deeper, wilder. I touched her back, her waist, her neck. Then, in the heat, I kissed her chest. She didn’t stop me—she said, “I’m yours.” My body was on fire, my penis got hard, and she smiled naughtily, knowing I was aroused. She was too, her heartbeat so fast when I touched her breast.
Love, Not Lust
We went too far, touching each other, exploring things we didn’t fully understand. I was virgin, she was too. She touched me, and I felt like I was in space. She gave me a blowjob, and I cummed in her mouth. She showed me her private part, warm and wet, and I touched it. She moaned softly, saying she wanted me inside her. I was scared she’d get pregnant, but she had a condom. We did it—her pussy was tight, and there was blood because she was virgin. She said it hurt, but then she enjoyed it. I cummed again, and we went for 15 minutes the second time. We stopped at 3:45 a.m., both of us breathless, lips red from kissing.
The Aftermath
Next day, during a COVID checkup, we saw each other. Her lips were red like mine, and her father was there, so we only looked with love in our eyes. My friends asked why my lips were so red—I said nothing. I felt guilty for what we did, so I scratched my hand with a mirror, punishing myself. I didn’t want to lose control, but that night, we both did.
Priya is still in my heart. Three other girls proposed to me after her, but nobody took her place. That night in the volleyball court, under the stars, was our rebellion against the rules of our world. It was love—messy, intense, and unforgettable.
Why I Loved Her I loved Priya because she was brave, even when her father tried to stop us. She made me feel things I never knew I could. In a place where love is taboo, we found each other, and I’ll never forget that.