“”Hmmm…mmm”
A manly hand was squeezing the girl's t*** and the girl moaned in pleasure as an unknown man pleasured her body.
The girl feels her body getting hot and turned on.
His hands on her naked skin was burning hot and she twisted herself in his arms
She felt little warm kisses on her neck, chest, breasts and then trailing down the plane of her stomach.
The kisses were moving lower and lower until he was kissing the sensitive spot of her body.
.............
Aaradhya woke up abruptly, jolted from her dream, and found herself sprawled on the floor.
Her cheeks were flushed with a rosy hue, and her striking black eyes gleamed with a mix of confusion and distress.
Pink lips, set against her adorable smooth, egg-shaped face, were slightly parted as she tried to catch her breath.
Her small ears seemed to listen intently to the echoes of the fading dream.
For the past two years, this recurring video had haunted her subconscious, leaving her feeling suffocated and perplexed.
It was something completely out of character for her, and she couldn't understand why it continued to plague her thoughts.
The origin of this distressing dream was a video she had unknowingly seen during a tour with her friends.
As she tried to make sense of the situation, the conflicting voices in her mind, represented by Angel Aaradhya and Devil Aaradhya, began to bicker.
Angel Aaradhya, the voice of reason and empathy, chastised her gently,
"Aru, how could you let yourself be affected by something like this without even knowing the person's face?"
" This isn't like you, and it's not aligned with your true aspirations."
The mischievous Devil Aaradhya, on the other hand, dismissed the concern with a playful smirk,
"Oh, come on, Aru, it was just a dream! No need to be so serious."
" Besides, who says knowing the face makes any difference? Fun is fun, with or without details."
Angel Aaradhya retorted, "You're missing the point entirely! Her ambitions lie elsewhere."
Devil Aaradhya shrugged nonchalantly, "Whatever, it's not like dreams define our reality. "
"Ambitions are good, but they shouldn't strip away all the fun, you know."
"Having ambition doesn't mean sacrificing happiness," Devil Aaradhya countered firmly,
"This dream is only distracting her from her true path," Angel Aaradhya's voice reflected her conviction.
"Are baba, common, it's just common. After marriage, everyone will do it," Devil Aaradhya countered.
"Exactly, after marriage, not between her studies!"
'If she gets distracted by boyfriend types, then she has to... No!"
" We have to forget our studies," Angel retorted.
"You know... you are very boring," Devil Aaradhya retorted with a mischievous grin.
Angel Aaradhya sighed, "I may be 'boring, but I know the value of staying focused on our goals. "
"Education is essential, and we shouldn't let anything divert us from our path."
Devil Aaradhya rolled her eyes, "Oh, come on! A little distraction won't hurt. Life is meant to be enjoyed, not just a constant race towards success."
"But we can't afford to lose sight of what's important," Angel Aaradhya persisted.
"Aaradhya has her dreams, and it's our responsibility to ensure she achieves them."
Devil Aaradhya shrugged, "Well, I'm just saying a little fun won't hurt anyone. She can find a balance between studying and having a good time, you know?"
Angel Aaradhya nodded, "You're right to some extent, but we need to make sure she doesn't get too carried away. It's all about moderation."
"I guess you're the voice of reason here," Devil Aaradhya said, feigning a disappointed expression.
"Don't be melodramatic," Angel Aaradhya teased.
"We just want what's best for Aaradhya."
The two sides continued their verbal sparring, each trying to sway Aaradhya's perspective.
She could feel the turmoil within, torn between her aspirations and the allure of enjoyment.
As they continued to debate, Aaradhya felt torn between the two conflicting voices inside her.
Aaradhya finally intervened, her own voice breaking through the heated argument.
"Enough! Both of you, just stop! "
"This inner conflict is tearing me apart."
The voices fell silent, and a moment of stillness settled over Aaradhya's mind.
She took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure.
She spoke to herself gently, "I know my dreams don't define my reality, I won't let this dream distract me from my goals."
The internal debate subsided, leaving Aaradhya with a sense of clarity.
She decided to set her troubling dreams aside for now .
Aaradhya felt a strong desire to sleep a little longer, but just as she contemplated it, her alarm rang loudly.
It was set by her mother, who insisted on waking her up on time, otherwise, there would be a tsunami of scolding at her house.
Irritated by the early start to her day, Aaradhya reluctantly got out of bed, cleaned her room, and began her daily routine.
She picked out her outfit for college, choosing a pink crop top and blue jeans, which she loved wearing.
However, her mother had reservations about her choice of clothes, often advising her not to wear modern dresses now that she had become an adult.
Whenever her mother made such comments, Aaradhya would respond with a playful protest, saying,
"Mom, when I get married, I'll have to wear sarees and kurti's all the time. "
"So, please, let me enjoy wearing these outfits until then." She would add a touch of drama, making a puppy face, and her mother would often give in to her request, unable to resist her charm.
With a smile on her face, Aaradhya finished getting ready, feeling confident and comfortable in her chosen outfit. As she descended the stairs for breakfast, her mother couldn't help but shake her head, amused by her daughter's persuasive tactics.