A city Romance

Chapter Fifteen : The Night Sky ( August )

August 5, Saturday  3.00 pm. 

The Night Sky

By Udhaiyah Priya

Raya (Girlfriend P.O.V)

“Come on walk…” I glared at the back of you, feeling tired as ever.

If there is one thing I hate, that would be hiking. I always had given excuses. Always something came up whenever you suggested. 

I was tricked today. 

“We’re going to the beach” you told

“it would be nice...” you said 

“Come on, move your legs…” You yelled.

 At the back of you I sighed following up. You used to run and hike. So, it’s easier for you. For myself its very difficult. I hate it. I hate hiking. 

And Its  a sweltering hot morning as well.

 Not helping the situation at all, especially with a backpack. Yes you have arranged this without me knowing,

“ It’s a surprise…” you said

Well a surprise indeed, and I’m not really found of it. To be honest. I hate it.  

though I'm wearing a cap and you already helped me with sunscreen, It's still hot and stuffy. Swimming would had been fun, the beach would had been great. Even the pool would had been nice. The cold water would had been wonderful. 

“ Raya get that lazy ass going, a little more…to go”

“ this is what you told an hours ago. And yet we’re still walking…” I yelled back walking up the hill. Damn, I hate hiking. Though the hire we walk the cold breeze from the hill starts to kick. It's not as hot as it was before. I guess I'm just tired.

This morning, I had prepared our picnic basket thinking of a nice picnic at the beach. A colourful Fruit platter, Sandwiches, cheese cake. Amos Chocolate chip cookies, chips and ginger beer. We supposed to have a picnic at the beach. Sunbathing and relaxing. 

I know I have nothing to complain, since basically you are holding the basket, And a camping beg that you happened to already pack which looks bigger in size too . You gave me a beg , It’s heavy. But I know yours is more heavier with that picnic basket with you.

Not complaining on that part. Yet, this does not change for the fact that I hate hiking. No wonder you asked me to take Apple Cider Vinegar shots this morning. Also made me to pack up my magnesium, potassium and calcium pills. Sometimes vigorous activities can cause me to have terrible leg cramps. I have  the Charlie Horse Syndrome.  I had it since I was a kid. To avoid this problem. I take precautions. 

About halfway reaching to the top,  I could hear the rustling of water. Probably the sound of a river somewhere across the bushes on the side of the path. I didn’t really pay much attention of it until You stopped on the top.

Come On… we’re here, you smiled, looking down at me. I'm probably 40 feet down from you. I sighed  smiling back at you. Of course no matter how angry I am at you, when you smile I smile back. Couldn't help it.  

As I started to reach to the top nearing you, the sound of the water started to become lounder and louder. So we must be getting closer to the river I thought. Finally.

 I was stunned reaching on top standing beside you . It’s a waterfall. I have never seen such a beautiful waterfall before. It looks deserted. it’s like a private  lagoon and stuff. 

“ Welcome to paradise…” You said, 

“ Oh my god, this is so unreal, it is so beautiful” I said smilling walking with you placing our begs and the picnic basket down. I couldn’t help but to jump over in your arms and kissing your lips passionately. Your hands were behind me holding me tight stroking my back as you took control of the kiss.

I was stunned. Honestly the waterfall, it looks so beautiful. How come it is deserted, normally it would had been filled with people.

“ Quick, quick.. selfie, please, I want to capture this moment…” I begged. You laugh holding my hip. And I took picture of us together. 1st it was a decent picture. Just us standing behind the waterfall. Than it was a picture of you kissing my cheek, yet later in ended up both of us taking off our shirt. I wore a bikini in thinking that we supposed to be at the beach, but I agree. This was way better and beautiful too. 

Strangely no one is here. A beautiful lagoon to ourselves.

We took a passionate kissing in front of the waterfall shoot. It was a lovely shot, Using the editing app facilities, It looked that much grander. Definitely a portrait to print.    

You set up our tent and sleeping bags in it. While I lay down the mat and set our lunch out from the picnic basket. Sitting by the waterfalls in the shade of the tall ghostly trees was so wonderful, We started eating our lunch and decided to lay down for a rest before swimming.

You told it’s a private property, owned by your friend Ajmal. And No one comes here unless they have permission. Its guarded. 

The Drive to Perlis was unexpectedly long and the hiking was definitely another adventure of its own. You said you couldn’t see the point in walking back today itself a cool change from the city life, and had planned to camp here and head out the next morning. Everything has been set, you told. Including dinner and snacks. All packed in your beg pack, no wonder, your bag pack looks larger than mine. You even packed a tent. 

At first I was not happy of this arrangement. Being a Hindu, we have our believes, And one of those believes is never to go to a waterfall at night time. 

In Hindu culture, the waterfall is meant as a sacred place where the night fairies or nymphs are active during the night. And we have to respect that privacy. If we happen to cross that bridge, a horrorfying virgen demon ghost might follow us back home and torture our lives. It's a believe. 

“ Nonsense..” you shut me off as always. 

“ Ajmal used to threw awesome bonfire party here, we used to had a blast. This is one of the first properties Ajmal ever bought. He wanted to build a lodge here and make this as a rental tourist centre" 

You additionally explained to me It was actually a river, Ajmal made it as a waterfall by planting artificial rock and dug a pond. It's a man made waterfall, the contractors were hired from China and the Architect is from Japan. 

I was still not pleased. Yet, why ruin this moment. “ Ohm Namashiva.. Lord please bless us... I'm counting on you..” I told some mantra for protection purposes praying to all the gods and goddesses that I know. As I told, we Indians have allot of gods and goddesses to depend on.

 I cleaned up the picnic mat, before removing off my shorts. And laid down in my bikini. So far I only wore bikini in your eyes. I never worn in public. A bit old fashioned like that. 

Even to the beach this morning, I wore it in the inside of my shirt, just for the fun of it. And guess what It’s your favourite colour too. Red. You were taking some logs placing it near the tent, I think you want to make fire soon. Once that was out of the way, you walk to me and pulled me in your arm,  carrying me up bridal style, before leading me to the waterfall.

I gasped feeling the cool water touching my body. My god, it felt wonderful especially that I’m still in your arms. We kissed and swam for a while. Every now and then your hands were always touching me. Whether it’s on my breast, or on other part my body. I can’t make my mind out. We make out in the waterfall. I took over the kiss. Kissing you so hard, the mother nature water doing its trick as it surround us. 

It is so calming. Yet mind blowing as well. We played in the waterfall for about two hours. The time is almost 4pm. You got out of the water first. Taking two towels. You pulled me up, wrapping the towel around me. Asking me to dry myself.

I kissed your lips gently this time. How sweet of you.

You started by making fire now near the camp. You had carried a bottle of petrol with you and your lighter. By the time I know it, the fire was on. You were smoking your citrate too. 

After making sure we are dry enough, we both laid on the mat both of our sunglasses were on. We were admiring the sunset, swaying around our almost naked bodies as it shines through the leaves on those large trees, The tiredness, the joyfulness and everything within had hypnotised me into a deep sleep.

Arun ( Boyfriend P.O.V )

I saw you asleep. Gently placing you down from my arms. I took off your glasses. The fire is glowing on us nicely. I placed a warm blanket on top of you. 

Little that you know, I have prepared everything before we came. Including dinner. Everything is nicely packed in my camping beg. This place brings me memories. 

The things I did with the boys. Just the eight of us. Swimming in the waterfall, to getting ourselves drunk to smoking weed. Yes we did allot of shits here, including hiring prostitutes and having a blast. Great fun, Great fun indeed. Ever since Shah gotten married eight years back, things were different, than Presley followed que. There were more rules. Both Shah and Presley stopped weed. They started having family. Things became different. Things became serious. I hate serious. 

I Barbequed  the lamb satays that I had already marinated at home. It was easy to do. We still have grapes, Cheesecake and a Merinda strawberry can for you, a beer can for me. Dinner was done in no time. The sun was already down. 

The Generator light was up now. I had Ajmal’s permission before coming here. Ajmal supposed to build a chalet here but he changed his mind. Told he liked the camping environment more than a chalet environment. Yet he still placed two street lights where the generators are already been set up. This is for safety precaution in case of snakes or wild animals happened to cross our path. 

Camping may seem fun, also has its perks that need to watch out too. But don’t worry, I’ll never let anything bad to happen to you. 

 It’s almost 7pm now. you were asleep for almost three hours and I’m starting to get bored. I pulled the blanket off you gently, You move a bit but didn’t really cared. You were deep asleep I guess. 

The red bikini still on you. How I wish to rip this f*****g thing of you. I lowered myself down on you. You could feel my cold moist lips kissing the inside of your thighs now.

This sort of startled you. My bad, I couldn’t help but to laugh at your sudden screamed when you looked down to find it was me. 

“ Gish, I thought it was a snake.. “ You said looking panicked and worried. I leaned over you now. 

“ What time is it…” you asked gently your hand on my face. 

“ It’s late…. I’ve been asleep for so long..” you told frowning like you are confused of your own actions. You asked me a question, yet you answer it for me too. Some of the things I've noticed you do. 

I gently kissed your neck and color bone whispering to you

“it’s ok Raya, I got you, …” I told cockiness evidence in my tone. I Carried you bridal style. You hold my shoulder on support. I carried you to our tent and gently laid you on top of the mat which was in tent.

I didn’t want to take risk. Knowing Ajmal, he might had installed CCTV around somewhere. It’s much more safer to resume the activity in the tent. Private and secluded. 

As soon as I laid you on top of the mat. I lighted up the oil lamps which I had already prepared. The tent glow in orange with the camp fire just outside the tent. It was very bright. And I loved the deem yet bright orangie atmosphere, not forgetting the blue, orange and pink sunset colour above the sky. I can still enjoy looking it from the tent. 

I resumed  kissing you gently, from the top of your bikini. To below your bikini. To  Your ribs, To your navel. Licking you there before lifting your legs, kissing your inner thighs again, you gently moaned with pleasure.

you laid back into the soft comfort of the mat. I placed both of my hands on your hips firmly licking your inner thighs before gently guiding you and flipped you onto your stomach.

I reached to the camp bag, taking out the oil . I resumed my position, touching your back, I started pouring oil on your back in a fine drizzle, I then started massaging your shoulder. 

You sank into bliss of relaxation, when I started rubbing down your hips. After massaging your back I gently flipped you back as the way you are and started the process over again. 

My hands now at your bikini taking it of from you

“ Arun…” You panicked lifting your head, holding your top bikini on place. It was already too late. I am already working on your bottom bikini now. One pull of the string , is all I need, taking it completely off from you. 

“ Shh… No one is here, it’s a private land… they need permission to enter in..” I told the facts. The waterfall feature is actually a made up one from Ajmal. There was only a river. He build the giant rocks to everything. Making it to a man-made lagoon. 

Ajmal teaches me that A man doesn’t needs a degree to have anything he desires. He just needs brains. 

You were sceptical at first, but I didn’t have it. Pulling your top bikini from you. I applied more oil now massaging your breasts. My hands squeezed your flesh and kneading your breasts as i took f*****g sweet time, damn, this feels nice. My c**k already hard as I do this. Somehow by massaging your boobs with both of my hands, not only your boobs feels firm and heavy in my arms, but my balls feels heavy too,. 

Massaging your p***y. Was another level. Sliding the oil in between your asshole on the process. You know I’m an Ass man. Just even touching your anus, makes me want to have more of you. 

But as compromise, only on special occasion. And today is not one of them. It is just a regular weekend and I want to have fun with you. 

You moan when I do massage your p***y, my finger curling in you.

Titty and p***y Oil massage is a turn on for me of its own. Lying you down helpless with my oil stained hands. Damn. The feeling of your slippery body is unreasonably satisfying to me. Making my c**k feel hard and wanting to slip in on you fast.

When you were new to s*x, I used to massage you with oil first, before taking you. So this is not something new to you. I had done this before. 

A little about myself, I was about 16, when I lost my virginity to a stripper in Ipoh. I was new to s*x. I wanted to please women and I started to research about s*x and learned some basic theory on a book in a library. It's a book  of erotic love making from a school of tantra in India. They also have a school in Nanga Damai Kuching, Sarawak. I made a visit there after finishing high school with Ajmal. Just to know what’s it’s theory is all about.

It’s been a practice since the Ancient time of Hindu civilisation. I learned many things there. I still remember it’s atmosphere. The rooms was dimmed light, filled with lavender, sandalwood or Jasmine flowers. The smell of the instants will give a different sort of relieve and pleasure, they told. 

The erotic Indian chill Sanskrit beats at the background. The music alone gives a different sort of mood. Giving the atmosphere that much more power. They also sold the Kamasutra books which we bought. From positions to exercise to yoga to meditation, what needed to be done, how to master the art of eroctism. An Indian ethical knowledge, has always been passed down from one generation to another. 

The tantra school tought it has to always start from bathing your partner, oiling her up and taking her in any position one desire. It goes both ways, men to women, women to men. It’s the same. 

Of course I didn’t really bother to practice this habits, too much time taken. I only enjoy the bathing your partner part because I like you to be clean. I also enjoy oiling you up, somehow when I feel your skin being slippery and your p***y, tittles and ass all greased up makes my c**k grow that much harder. 

But Ajmal still practices it till now. 

I guess that’s how he can make any women on her knees begging for his attention. He is just passionate that way. He really knows how to handle women. I won’t be surprise if he wants to have a Harem. Women just loves him, and doesn’t mind sharing. I somehow feel Raja is also under his influence. Wanting more than one women. 

I just want you Raya. Trust me. One is more for me to handle. I’m also a classy man. I like  calling you, my woman. I just want one women where I can focus. Where she can focus me. 

After massaging every part of your body, I placed the Sunflower oil bottle on the side. You closed your eyes feeling really comforting now. I gently opened your legs spread eagle, leaning in to kiss your p***y using my tongue to massage the outside of your p***y lips taking my own f*****g sweet time separating your p***y lips and  reach your c**t hood as I started licking your c**t gently.

You moan to my touch, Your hands were grabbing the comforting mat. You were really wet. I can tell you are holding yourself from cumming. You are making a wet puddle on the mat., you were craving more than just my tongue massage. 

“ Arun, please…. Please… no more teasing… please…” You told desperate for my c**k. I like hearing you begging for me to take you. It’s another turn on because its really rare coming from you. You never begged for s*x. But when you do, it’s definitely a turn on. 

“ What do you want from me..” I smirked looking at you. 

“ Take me please…” You told desperate in your tone, Right now I parted your p***y lips further apart, making sure it had no contact with your c**t. I know this just gives you a different sort of frustration. But I want those words from you. 

“ Take you how…” I teased, stroking your c**t with my finger gently, flicking gently teasing you more. Your finger finding its way to touch your c**t, I watched and quite enjoyed for a while. Aww poor baby, you couldn't help it, could you.

Yet not today, I pushed your hands away from your c**t. You could not help it, your frustrated. 

“ Arun please, please f**k me…” yes that’s the word, is it so hard to ask. 

I laughed and lifted myself pulling my hard c**k from my shorts, My c**k  practically sprung straight up in the air, desperate to be in your oily p***y. Damn you look so hot. Somehow the light of the oil lamp and the fire outside with the streetlights is bright enough of the glows I’m seeing on your oily stained sun kissed skin. 

Breath taking. Breath taking I tell you. A women body is indeed a beautiful creation of god. For some strange reasons, I felt like a cave man right now. I pulled your legs nearer to me and gently lent in to kiss your lips and the kiss just intensify when I started dancing my tongue in yours. 

Pulling you more closer to me now, my body completely attached on top of your oily skin, Your n*****s were erected and hard to my touch. Pulling you closer again, I started my ministration by kissing your neck. 

“ hahahha, Arun.. your beard, it’s tickling me…” you told. Laughing as you did. I smiled. Yeah I haven’t shaved in a while. Perhaps that also might be the reason why I felt like a caveman.

I gently pulled you onto my c**k and soon I had lodged myself fully inside of you to the hilt. Due to the oil and your wetness. You are really lubricated right now. So you didn’t had the problem. You just  moan on the sweet feeling. 

I impaled fully inside you, I can literally feel your rasping heartbeat and  held you firmly. You started moving under me showing you want more than me impaling you. I smirked, Fine no more teasing, poor baby. 

 I slowly and gently f****d  your juicy little p***y. The tension was just too much, but I wanted to go slow. Rhythmically I begin sliding in and out of your hot throbbing f*****g p***y, you started moaning when I moved faster and faster in and out, my balls practically slamming on your ass, making you moan louder, and the louder you moan the faster I pounded in you, my hands wrapped tightly around your waist. 

Your hand automatic turned into a knuckle and you placed it at your mouth, biting your knuckle. You always do that. You don’t like screaming. Very seldom you do so. I was still holding you tightly by your waist continue f*****g you harder now. I could control myself, I got faster and faster, and f****d your harder and harder as I went. 

“ Arun..please ” you begged desperately. I know you are about to c*m now. I started with slow strokes allowing you to c*m. Your p***y was throbbing when you c*m. It didn’t take me long to pull myself off from you cuming on top of your breasts. Your hard n****e look as if like a cherry from a vanilla icing cupcake as it stood hard as ever.   

Wiping you clean with the bikini, I laid beside of you and pulled you near me. You rested on my chest, for a while we dazed out, needed to rest

Sometime later I walked out first. You told you needed time to clean yourself. When you came out from the tent, you wore the large Scooby doo Tshirt, that acts like a nighty. You have tied your curly hair into a bun. You were glowing, smirking infect.

I was seating on the log, placing more logs at the fire. You straddled seating on top of me. Kissing my mouth hard. We started making out, My hands were under your shirt now. I found you didn’t were a bra or a panty. Just the shirt.

“ Adventurous I See..” I commented, you laughed to that.

“ Well today is an adventure… I’m sticking with the theme ” you answered. Smirking.

How sweet. I smirked feeling your body underneath that stupid scooby doo shirt. You are kinky on your own ways. 

“ Dinner… Dinner is all set…” I said smirking, before we go for round two, all those swimming and s*x, you need energy. I need to feed you. Your body is weak, I know. 

Taking the paper plates, I placed the lamb satays that I had grilled earlier, the left over cheese cakes from the afternoon, some warm bread and grapes In both of our plates. 

Me having a can of beer, and passing your favourite strawberry Marinda, we cheers before digging in our dinner..

“ This is really delicious, I never tasted lamb satay as delicious as this, Thank you…..” You said smiling, I smiled back. 

“ Eat up…” I told.

After dinner, I gave a stick to you and myself too. You looked confused until I pulled out the plastic.

“ Marshmallows… Are you kidding me…. “ you asked surprised. 

“ Traditional camping…” I said smirking. 

Grilling some marshmallow, taking some Nutella, Peanut butter and cream crackers, making it into smores. I know it’s one of your favourite.

“ Thank you darling, This is my first experience of camping, In my entire life I’ve never been camping before, Thank you to make it remarkable…” You said.

“ Welcome baby..” I told holding your hand kissing your hand gently.

“ Selfie…” you smiled. Sure why not. And We took some of the craziest selfies ever, for both of our likings.

 I know you’ve never been camping before. Thought of making it happen for you. 

I also know you don’t like Hiking. Your siblings, Roja, Tamarai and Sunnil had slipped that bit of info to me. But of course I’m not goanna let you know I know that. I like teasing you I don’t know why. Like for example I purposely want you to wear traditional Indian clothes. Knowing you are more of a dress girl. 

Many things I like to do, to tease you, mostly for my pleasure alone. But sometimes things can get out of hand too.

Like last month, I was early by thirty minutes at your company annual function. But just for the fun of it, I stay hidden. I was admiring standing aside looking at you, How you are handling your colleagues to how you kept looking at your phone, yet refrain yourself from texting me. 

You were looking up for this function and kept reminding me to be on time. I was but just to tease you , I didn’t approach you, yet was admiring you from far.

You looked very pretty in the pink dress, I know it was your own design, You are really creative, some of the things I adore about you and the way you had placed make up on you. Stunning. Your hair all with long curls with extensions and you're all dolled up. I’ve noticed. 

Allot of the guys at your office looked at you. I'm not sure any of them know we are living in together. I know it’s not in our culture to live together without a wed lock or even engaged. So I didn't blame you, if you left that out.

There was this particular conversation with one of your colleague that triggered me. I was there looking at you with this guy. You were not aware I was there. 

“ Hey Raya, looking hot…” This guy told, he is from a Malay ethnic. Quite a good looker, I admit. 

“ Thank you Fikri..” You told smiling at him looking at your phone, I guess you were waiting for me. 

“ So you will have this dance with me right… Can I be your date..” The guy asked, all swag and all. f**k him. 

You smiled at him, only pissed me off really. 

“ I have a boyfriend…Fikri” Good girl, cheered me up alittle, felt proud, when you told that. You smirked at f*****g Fikri. He should had known the message.

“ Only ‘Boy’ ‘Friend’, you have no ring on your finger yet, He is just a boyfriend, technically you are still single in my eyes… not fixed, not taken, ” Fikri said, you laughed giving him like you are not goanna reply that, excusing yourself. 

“ I still have my chance… for a beautiful girl like you..” This Firkri guy yelled at the back of you, you smiled shaking your head walking away.

It burned me, that conversation don’t know why but it burned me from the inside. I didn’t discuss with you. Don’t know why, I mean you did mentioned you have  a “ boyfriend” .

It’s me the 'boyfriend' you were talking about. I know it.

Still it bug me in another level. Like I just realised technically I didn’t own you yet. But wedding or marrying you, is not what I’m seeking for either. 

I felt like I wanted to tell you to tone down the make-up, or wear more appropriate clothes for work from nowadays onwards or ask me permission 1st before posting any pictures in f*******:. Or place more pictures of us being a couple than you alone, which you do. Allot. 

I'm not sure why for the first time in my life, I felt wanting to be possessive towards a women. 

But I cannot tell you this things, I would look like a psychotic boyfriend. I don’t want to be that, besides I know you enough, Loyal as it gets. 

That night I f****d you hard, wanting you to understand who you belong to. It’s me, only me. No other fucker should even cross your mind. Especially f*****g Fikri. he was a f*****g good looking charmer to. f**k.  Only me. I wanted to remind you that You are mine. The confused look you had that night made me to f**k you that much harsher, I know why the f**k you are confused, you belong to me, keep that in your f*****g mind.  

Of course for f*****g out loud, if I tell this to you in words, you might freak out and look at me like I’m sort of a possessive demon. So I couldn’t , but my emotions took control of me somehow.

The need to show you that you’re mine. 

This camping trip would make you understand even if we are not married or engaged, how much you mean to me. 

Looking at you enjoying your smores like a kid. Raya you are making me feel things.You know I’m not capable of love but you are making me feel things that disturbs me. 

“ Arun , can you pass me the blanket, I feel cold..” which made me to come back to the reality we are in. 

I passed the blanket to you, " thank you darling.." you smiled placing it around you. I Cant help but to leer at your legs on the process, somehow only with that shirts makes you look more bare than ever. As the evening darkened, your form was beginning to show through the Scooby doo T shirt whenever the fire was behind you.

 I couldn’t help but occasionally eye your long legs appreciatively. I seemed to enjoy looking at you, even though you are nominally covered and Its just my knowledge of knowing there is nothing underneath you made all of you the more desirable. The more desirable to have you there. CCTV Arun, Ajmal would fuckin have CCTV you know the f**k well. 

" Raya," I called for you as I stood up, my eyes glittering brightly in the campfire. The orange glow highlighted your face as well, making it looked eerily shadowed. 

You turned your head away, I guess my posture shows it all, I’m not done with you yet, I'm nowhere done for the night. I’m still hungry for you.

I walked beside you, my hand sliding down on your back and cupping one of your ass cheeks on the process, as I guided you back to the tent. 

Once in the tent, I tugged the stupid shirt off of you and tossed it aside. My bulge already waiting in my shorts to let free . That night I f****d you again in the tent. Bringing you to orgasms multiple time.

Once we’re warn out. We needed fresh air, cold breeze, it was really hot in the tent. We dressed up and brought the sleeping bags outside, laying down watching the night sky together, We started talking about stories from work, to childhood, to teenage hood and what we faced before falling asleep in each other arms.