Does anybody remember the good old days when we all used Yahoo chat rooms?
Well, I remember. I remember, A S L?
It was funny. Most of my girlfriends would pretend to be guys in Yahoo chat rooms. But I didn’t do it. I was always truthful. I always replied, 25, F, Bangalore.
The next common questions were, ‘What is your bra size?’, ‘What is body measurement?’, ‘What is your phone number?’
Well, I rarely gave my phone number to anyone on chat but I didn’t see any harm in telling them my bra size and my body measurement. My under-bust size was 75cm and my over-bust size was 100cm but the guys never understood when I told them in CM, so I just used to type 34DD. I was 34 26 36 when I was 25. Now I am 42 32 45, lol. That’s what happened to my body after giving birth to two kids and turning 48 this year.
My life is good now but I used to have more fun when I was 24-27. I had left my hometown in Kerala at 24 to work as a Software programmer in Bangalore. At 25 I had a good job and good friends. I think I was young and good looking because it was common for guys to show their interest in me. I used to keep the distance from guys who wanted more than friendship from me because I knew my parents wanted me to marry a guy whose mother tongue was Malayalam, and belonged to our family’s caste and religion.
It was not easy to keep some guys away because they were crazy about me. I had to repeatedly tell them not to bother me. I didn’t understand why so many handsome guys showed interest in me because I have average skin colour. There were lot of girls with fair skin colour who didn’t get the attention I was getting from guys. Maybe I got the attention because I was tall, curvy and little modern. I was 5′ 5″. I had wavy, waist length, black hair. I used to wear only knee length skirts and tops, jeans and T-shirts and knee length frocks.
It was not easy living away from family in a new city and trying to control the sexual desires at a young age. So, I turned to Yahoo chat just out of curiosity at first. I used to chat with lot of guys. Some guys wanted to my email address, some guys wanted my phone number, some guys wanted me to show them my private parts. Most of the times I refused to show my body but sometimes I would cover my face and show them parts of my body. They would watch my body and masturbate. That’s how I first saw men’s penis. I was so shocked to see some men had very big penis. I couldn’t believe women could accommodate such big things in their vagina. The more I saw guys masturbating online for me, I wanted to have a boyfriend who was willing to marry me later. So when I met Rajesh on Yahoo chat, I felt he was the guy I was looking for. He didn’t ask about my bra size and body measurement. He had decent chat before we agreed to have video chat. After we got along very well on video chat, our physical attraction became more intense, so we decided to meet. We met in Coffee Day and we got along very well in the real world.
Rajesh was handsome, polite, mad about me and he was from a rich family. His family was Hindu, Reddy caste from Andhra state. He knew my family was Christian but he used to assure me that he would convince his family to allow us to get married and I believed him.
Some of the best memories I have are the times I spent with Rajesh. I still remember his 28th Birthday. He had celebrated his Birthday with his family in the afternoon and he celebrated his Birthday in evening with his friends and me. He had asked one of his friends who lived in a flat to stay overnight with another friend, so we can spend the night in his flat alone together.
That evening I had worn a Saree for the party. I very rarely wore a Saree because it was revealing and also because I got too much attention from guys. I wore a Saree that day because Rajesh had been pleading with me to wear a Saree for a long time.
The party went very well. All his friends got drunk and danced till mid-night. The party ended at about 12:30am and we reached his friend’s apartment at about 1:20am.
We were tired and drunk but Rajesh wanted to have sex with me. I had already lost my virginity to him five months ago and I too wanted to have sex, so I just took a birth control tablet before we sat down on the sofa, watched TV, drank more Vodka and got intimate.
That night he didn’t sleep and he didn’t let me sleep. The entire night he kept saying things like, ‘Julie, I love you‘, ‘Julie, I want to marry you‘, ‘Julie, baby. You are the best,‘ and other things. He played with my breasts and sucked my nipples like a child. We had oral sex, vaginal sex and anal sex. He ejaculated in me, at least four times that night. I don’t know what had happened to him that night. Even after we went to sleep at 4am in the morning, I could feel his fingers sometimes in my vagina and anus. Maybe he was too aroused because I looked good in the Saree or maybe he was too drunk. Whatever the reason, we had a good time.
In the morning, my entire body ached. My nipples, inner thighs and anus hurt more because of the sucking, biting and repeated penetration. It was little difficult to walk but it felt good to know he loved me that much. We had not had sex with that much passion before that night. It had been a crazy night.