Healing Scars With Love – Part 1

A thick dark blanket of clouds covered the city of Shimla. The moonlit sky with night stars matched well with the city’s bustling lights. It had started hiding behind the swift dark clouds.

Naveen heard a slight thunder and looked up. The next moment, a drop of water fell on his shoulder. Before he could even blink, the downpour started. Naveen recalled the words of the staff boy at the hotel. He had advised him to carry an umbrella.

“Shimla’s weather is as unpredictable as its beauty!” he had said. Though Naveen underestimated the hill station’s weather. He immediately looked at Ridhima. She was lost in her own thoughts and, unlike Naveen, didn’t notice the weather changing. She looked surprised at the sudden shower.

Naveen: We need to walk fast. The hotel isn’t far away. Also, the rain won’t stop anytime soon.

Ridhima just nodded and walked briskly with Naveen. In a couple of minutes, they had reached ‘The Oberoi Cecil.’ However, the rain had done its job as both of them were completely drenched.

The Oberoi Cecil happened to be a century-old hotel. It had remained the same lavish and luxurious all the time. “It was a perfect place for a honeymoon,” thought Naveen.

The beautiful hills, romantic weather, the incredible luxuries were on offer. But most importantly, Ridhima, the prettiest girl on the planet in the eyes of Naveen, made him thank his fortune.

Ridhima was just 25 years old. She was short, towering at 5’3. Her skin was white like milk and matched beautifully with her silky black hairs, which went down till her boobs. She was an avid dancer. Hence her body was slim and fit. Her breasts were of the perfect size 32B, neither too small nor too big.

Her waist was 28, and her belly was flat with no fats. Right in the center of her belly was a tiny t-shaped navel, which made it look sexier. Her ass was perfectly round and went well along with her thighs, which had the right amount of fat.

She was cute, yet a petite sexy bombshell, that every guy would dream of. She was soft-spoken, kind-hearted, and intelligent. Naveen took Ridhima to the room. It was only then that he realized his wife’s condition.

Ridhima was wearing a white blouse with a light pink petticoat. Over it, she gracefully wore a light pink saree. She looked like an angel in that outfit. Her silky hairs were wet, her clothes were drenched. The water had made them a bit transparent, and her saree was now stuck to her body.

Naveen could easily see her deep neck, her cleavage, and her tiny navel under the saree. The sight was mesmerizing, and Naveen felt a slight erection under his black cargos. He looked at her again and noticed that she wasn’t comfortable.

Ridhima was tired after the long 2 kilometers walk from the historic ‘Ridge’ to the Cecil. She thought about how the locals could walk such long distances in hills. On top of that, the rain made her run to the hotel for the last few meters.

It was rainy and cold. Her wet clothes added to her discomfort, and she was shivering in the cold. Naveen saw her shiver and felt bad for her.

Naveen: You may catch a cold. Come, sit over here, and heat up yourself.

Ridhima again didn’t say anything and silently obeyed her husband. She sat on the couch, and Naveen switched on the heater. He brought a towel and started wiping off the water from her face.

Ridhima sat there like a stone. She slowly felt better as the room heated up. Her face and hair were wiped off by Naveen. Naveen went to the washroom, changed his clothes, and freshened up.

He came out and saw Ridhima. Her petite figure was still shivering. Naveen was again turned on, looking at his wife. But he set aside his thoughts for now.

Naveen: You should change. You will feel better.

Ridhima: I don’t feel like getting up. Can I sit here for some more time near the heater?

Naveen: Sure! As you wish.

Naveen went to the couch and sat beside his wife. They had an arranged marriage. Ridhima, for some reason, wasn’t yet comfortable. She was very shy and timid and spoke very less even with her husband. She was also a bit reluctant to get intimate with Naveen.

Though she never refused Naveen’s advances, Naveen could make out that she isn’t doing it willingly. Naveen understood his wife’s reservations very well and never forced anything on her. He really cared for her and gave her the time and space she needed.

But he wanted to comfort her somehow. He couldn’t resist holding her hands. He took hold of them and started rubbing her palms one by one to make them warm. Ridhima felt shy but didn’t object. He was trying to help her after all, she thought. She didn’t want to be rude to her husband.

With time she started liking it. Naveen sensed it and moved to her arms. He rubbed both her arms swiftly but lightly. It made her body warm, and Ridhima was normal again. Her clothes had dried up, and she felt better. She looked at her husband, who was surprisingly looking at her.

Naveen’s hands were still around Ridhima. Ridhima felt safe and cozy in his arms. A feeling she was devoid of for a long time. Naveen looked at his beautiful wife and came closer to her, rubbing his hands on her arms and back.
Ridhima couldn’t believe how her body was responding.

Naveen’s caring behavior made her feel special. She wanted to be touched and caressed. Moreover, to her shock, she was getting aroused. She didn’t want Naveen to stop, and he knew it. He could understand his wife’s emotions through her expressions.

He, too, was getting horny, and it was hard for him to hold back. Ridhima was flattered by her caring husband. She looked at him. He was constantly looking in her eyes or was staring at her cleavage. Ridhima felt shy and looked down. Her pink cheeks were turning red as she closed her eyes.

The cute little face of his wife was too much for Naveen. He held her face in his hands and went closer to her. He felt her sweet breath on his lips. He, too, closed his eyes and went for the kiss. Her soft lips felt like a sweet jelly.

Naveen could already feel some precum coming out of his dick as he smooched his wife for the first time ever. Ridhima, too, forgot all her reservations and engaged passionately in the act. They kissed on the couch for a few minutes before breaking their kiss.

Both of them were breathing heavily. Naveen saw his wife again. Her eyes still closed, her cleavage moving up and down was a treat to watch. She opened her eyes, and their eyes locked. They hugged each other instantly. Naveen was very impatient now and desperately wanted to taste his wife.

He slowly picked her up in his arms and took her to the bed. He carefully made her lay on the bed, putting a pillow under her head. He went towards her feet and removed her white heels. Her small little white feet were still wet. Naveen took hold of the towel and wiped her feet.

Ridhima was clearly impressed by her husband’s chivalry. She looked at him, who had now climbed over the bed. Naveen was fair and tall with broad shoulders. He was not someone with heavy muscles or an athletic body but was fit with no fats.

He had a small face compared to his height and physique. Anyhow it looked cute. Ridhima considered him to be a humble, well behaved, and kind guy. He was always nice to her, but this new chivalrous and bold attitude made him even more attractive.

Ridhima knew what was going to follow. As if clearing Naveen’s doubts about her consent, she smiled at him. Naveen got really happy. He went down and gave a kiss on her sweetheart’s forehead. He looked at her eyes one more time and then kissed her pink strawberry-like cheeks.

Ridhima felt ticklish and giggled. Her sweet voice was like magic. Naveen went down to her neck and kissed it. Her neck was so soft that Naveen could spend the entire day kissing and biting it. Moreover, she smelt like a flower, and Naveen could not wait anymore to taste her nectar.

He held her saree and removed it from her shoulder. Ridhima’s deep neck, collarbone, cleavage, and stomach were now under Naveen’s lustful eyes. Naveen admired the beauty lying under him. Then took hold of Ridhima’s saree’s knot just below her navel.

He untied it and, while doing so, deliberately brushed his fingers on her tummy, which was even softer. Ridhima blushed as her husband untied the knot with some effort. He then made her roll multiple times on the bed to completely remove the well-draped sari. He then threw her sari on the couch.

This left Ridhima in her blouse and petticoat. Her fair skin glittered under the room lights. She looked like a fairy. Naveen kept his hands on her belly and kissed her lips. This time she responded with more vigor. They kept touching each other as their lips wrestled.

Naveen started biting her juicy lips and then inserted his tongue in her mouth. She craved it and sucked his tongue passionately. Naveen was waiting for this moment since their marriage and wanted to make the most of it. His hands went upwards from Ridhima’s belly to her soft and cute 32B boobs.

Naveen pressed them slightly, to which she gave a deep moan. Those sexy moans in his wife’s sweet voice made Naveen even hornier. He couldn’t wait anymore and started kissing his wife’s boobs over her blouse. Ridhima loved it and gave out more moans.

Naveen could feel his wife’s petite figure trembling under him. He knew she was enjoying it. He went down and gave some kisses on her belly. Her stomach was flat yet very spongy and soft. Naveen loved the touch of her smooth belly skin on his lips.

Ridhima, too enjoyed Naveen’s wet lips, tasting her belly. She had never felt like this before and moaned even more. Naveen, at last, gave a deep kiss on her navel. A long moan came out of her mouth, and her pussy started licking some love juices.

Her navel was very sensitive, and she loved how Naveen was treating it as he kissed her navel a few more times. He then turned her over and made her lie on her stomach. Now Ridhima’s silky back faced Naveen. Her back was slim and sexy.

Naveen removed her long hairs with his hand. Her upper back was fully covered with her white blouse, which had a zipper at the back. Her lower back was uncovered, and had some birthmarks which looked like scars. Naveen wasn’t in a hurry. He gave some kisses on her back.

The skin here was even softer, and it smelt wonderful. Naveen felt like feasting on her all night long. His attention went further down to her wife’s legs. Ridhima always wore sarees, salwars, or jeans. Naveen had never seen her in skirts or shorts. He always wanted to have a look at her wife’s slim legs.

Well, his wife was now moaning under him, so why not explore her more! Thinking all this, he rubbed his hands on Ridhima’s ass over her petticoat while giving more kisses on her back and stomach. Ridhima seemed to like it as her moans increased.

Naveen’s hands went further down to her thighs, and he started raising her petticoat. Ridhima, who was always reluctant to make love, was surprised to enjoy her husband’s treatment. Must be the weather, the place, or her husband’s care, she thought.

But suddenly, something irked her a little, and she started to feel a bit uneasy. Naveen had raised her petticoat till her knees. His face was now over her feet and not her back. Naveen looked at her wife’s fair feet. She was wearing silver anklets, which added to their beauty.

He carefully lifted her feet one by one, removing her anklets. Ridhima, who was still lying on her stomach, patiently waited for her husband’s next move. After a few moments, she felt his wet lips kissing her heels and ankles. Naveen kissed her feet to enjoy erotic sex and then went upwards, kissing and licking her lower legs.

He reached her knees and then started raising her petticoat further to eat her thighs. But Ridhima, who was enjoying her husband’s advances till now, was behaving differently. She immediately turned to lay on her back and held her petticoat, stopping Naveen from lifting it further.

Naveen was taken aback and looked at his wife. There she was lying in a blouse and petticoat, exposing her cleavage, midriff, and legs. She trembled in the cold a few minutes ago. But now she had sweat all over her skin, which made it glow and mesmerized Naveen even more.

She was breathing heavily, and her face had an innocent look. Naveen could not hold back any longer. He jumped on her and started smooching her lips. He caressed her body with his hands as he kissed her lips. He took hold of her petticoat’s strings below her navel and untied them in a second.

He lifted Ridhima’s ass to remove the petticoat. It was now that Ridhima had reached her threshold, and she couldn’t tolerate any further. She held Naveen’s hands forcefully and removed them from her ass with a sudden jerk.

“STOP!” Ridhima shouted on top of her voice.

Naveen was shocked. Never had he seen his wife in such rage. He looked at her and noticed her eyes. She was teary-eyed, and her cheeks were wet from her crying.

Naveen felt really bad and ashamed. He could never think of hurting his wife, and to see that she was crying because of him pained his heart even more. But he had to make up for this somehow.

Naveen: I… I am so sorry! I never wanted to hurt you, I thought you liked… never mind. I am sorry.

Naveen immediately got up from the bed. Ridhima realized what she did. She, too, felt guilty about hurting her husband. She, too, got up from the bed after tying her petticoat strings. She tried to hide her midriff and cleavage with her hands.

Naveen: It’s already late. We have a busy day tomorrow. You should change and get some sleep.

Saying this, Naveen picked a pillow and went to the couch. He was sleeping on the couch since he got married. Not that Ridhima ever asked him to do so. He wanted to give her some space.

Ridhima saw him lying on the couch. He was too tall to fit in that small couch. Yet he folded his legs and somehow managed to lie on it. Ridhima felt bad for him. All he wanted was to make her feel loved and happy. He always cared so much for her, made so many sacrifices for her, and yet never complained.

And this is how she was treating him since their marriage. She cannot be so selfish. She thought something for a while, and her eyes again turned wet. Tears rolled down her face yet again. But she had made up her mind to take a very bold step.

For a second, she decided against it. But looking at her poor husband trying to get some sleep on that uncomfortable couch made her do it.

Ridhima: Naveen, can I take some time of yours? I have to confess something.

She said in a soft and polite voice. Naveen, too, was having turmoil in his head and was not able to sleep. He heard her and immediately got up and sat on the couch facing her.

Naveen: Yeah, please tell me what it is.

He was expecting Ridhima to tell him that she was not yet prepared to lead a normal married life. But what Ridhima did, make his jaw drop on the floor. Ridhima took her hands off her cleavage and belly.

She turned around and now gave Naveen a view of her back and ass. She held her hair and removed them from her back. She now reached out for the zipper of her blouse. She started opening it slowly. Within a few seconds, she had opened it completely. With some hesitation, she took it off her body.

She threw her blouse on the bed and now stood in her white bra with transparent straps showing her almost naked back to Naveen. Below her back, her pink petticoat still hung from her hips.

All this time, Naveen had a blank look on his face. From the moment Ridhima lowered the zip of her blouse, Naveen froze in shock. He was so anguished to say anything. It made sense to him now that why Ridhima wore blouses that covered her entire upper back.

Ridhima’s back had burn marks all over! Some appeared to be of a hot iron rod. Others were cigarette butt marks, which was definitely caused by a hot liquid. Apparently, the scars on her lower back were of the small drops of the same liquid and not birthmarks, as Naveen thought.

He had mixed feelings of agony and anger in his mind. He had to do something about it. But for now, he had to comfort his wife.

To be continued.

The next part will be published soon. Please mail me your reviews at [email protected]. I’d appreciate your feedback so that I can improve my content.