{"id":30114,"date":"2016-08-13T11:01:35","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T09:01:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.love-sessions.com\/confessions\/?p=30114"},"modified":"2016-12-30T15:09:08","modified_gmt":"2016-12-30T14:09:08","slug":"first-love-shit","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.love-sessions.com\/confessions\/2016\/08\/first-love-shit\/","title":{"rendered":"First Love Shit"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Here I want to write my Love-fling-story.<\/p>\n<p>I am a girl at the age of 27 years, At the age of 22year I madly fell in love with My Teacher , She was outstanding, gorgeous,breathtakingly beautiful. I was in the second semester I even didn&#8217;t know that it is just a fling or attraction or any kind of serious love shit. She lived at the same hostel which was allotted to us. I never ever get the chance to talk to her actually everybody thinks that she is bloody egotistical and eccentric person. She didn&#8217;t talk student outside from the classroom etc. Anyway, I was just happy by seeing her \u00a0in corridors, another class room , teacher rooms etc. I never very eager to talk to her actually I get nervous when I see her, she was a perfect woman of any bodies. She was in her 28 or 29 years , with sharp and edgy figure and a beautiful face which is adorable.\u00a0She has a huge fan following and I am one of them.<\/p>\n<p>One lucky day the announcement was done that all the second-semester girls have to meet in the room number 205 for discussion of the annual festival. After finishing our meal all the hostel girl of the second semester\u00a0gather downstair and I was way behind from them because I didn&#8217;t like the festival,dance,singing etc. When every body stuffed in that room I was standing at the door line I just don&#8217;t want to listen what the seniors want to say. I was standing at the minute later I heard the sound which was a bit familiar my heart was started to pound I managed some gap and able to saw that the women of my dream is to sit on the right angle to me I was shocked that the room was her . Again I don&#8217;t have anything to say on that discussion that why i remain to hide in the crowd . The d- day came and i have some responsibility like anchoring and some small role in play. In the preparation of the annual fest I came to know her little more , we had some discussion regarding my role in fest. As I was one of my sems topper so I was known \u00a0 by faculty members. She treated me nicely and I was like over the cloud that she talks me so nicely and i was not sure why every second person doesn&#8217;t like her. \u00a0However, I was enjoying my portion of getting notice by the Teacher . I like when she talks, I get nervous when she touched me , I like that she convey all the message via me . After completing the second semster\u00a0and in result i was the topper and luckily the same teacher was not allotted for teaching one subject. And I get special attention as every topper get . She talks me , She also like when i asked something to her, In one word we were become sort of friends . She sometimes kissed on my chicks (as my friends say I am kinda cute).<\/p>\n<p>It all started at the day, We had an agreement that at the end of day i will meet her and We will share how the day goes and what we should or could did. One particular day I was got late and reached in her room her room was lock from inside I knocked and after sometime she opened the door and she was angry at me. I was trying to uplift her and in that way, i kissed her chicks , forehead , chin and nearby area of ears . She was very angry at that time I was trying to my level best to uplift her . She started to cry and i was not able to understand why she was crying , I hugged her and after some time she revealed me that she was in a relationship and relationship was last for 8 year and after that, the boy&#8217;s family was not convinced for their marriage \u00a0and they have to break their relation. She was very fragile at that time.I console her and I was not sure what to say and I am very bad at the wording . I only hugged her and I sleepover at that night hugging her . It was turning point in our life she finds a friend in her life and I was happy that i get her attention. It was my daily ritual to met her.<\/p>\n<p>Now I was in the fourth semester, One night i won a bet and in return, she had to kissed me . I was lying on a bet and she came and kissed my chick and after she placed her lips on mine. It was so quick i didn&#8217;t get it and was silent I had no words to say anything after some time she placed her lips on mine and it was my first kiss I was not aware what I have to do but it felt nice and I don&#8217;t know where i came I started to replicate her steps and it was nice french smooch. Then suddenly she parted away and feel guilt for the act but i was hugging her from the backside.<\/p>\n<p>After that day things changed we become friend with benefit, From her i learned many things and one thing is this. After two-year, she left the college and married to Man. As we both knows that our relationship\u00a0has no future.<\/p>\n<p>After 4 years, we broke all the contact because it was hard for me to see her in another life and she was busy in her life and I missed her badly and I don&#8217;t feel that she missed me. It creates\u00a0a bad impression upon me and I don&#8217;t want to love another person. I feel that she used me as a replacement. And I have a bitter feeling for everyone . I don&#8217;t know should I clear my doubt ? or I leave my past and move forward?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Here I want to write my Love-fling-story. I am a girl at the age of 27 years, At the age of 22year I madly fell in love with My Teacher , She was outstanding, gorgeous,breathtakingly beautiful. 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