The Jute Field, Puja, and Me!! An Uncontrollable Game

It was late afternoon. We were playing “Bou-Chi” (Bride and Groom chase) in the playground next to our house. Right beside the field was a brinjal patch, and beyond that stretched a vast jute field. In this game, I was always the “bride” because I could run really fast. That’s why all the boys would fight over who got to catch me—it made winning easier.  lush stories

Everyone from the neighbourhood around our age joined in. No one was really young; I was twenty-two then, and Puja, the girl this story is about, was around twenty. The rules were simple: the groom’s side captures the bride and keeps her prisoner. She has to run back to her father’s house to gain freedom. One person from the bride’s side comes to help her escape. That was the core of the game—escaping the captivity of the in-laws’ house.

But freedom didn’t seem to be in my fate that day. The entire groom’s team was chasing me together.

In panic, I lost all sense of direction and ran straight into the jute field. I kept running along the ridges between the plants, with boys and girls chasing behind me. The jute plants were tall all around. After running quite a distance, I realized I had come very far. The Maghrib azan (evening call to prayer) had already sounded. I was completely exhausted and thought they must have given up and gone back.

Suddenly Puja appeared, touched me, and shouted, “You’re caught!”

Puja was the most beautiful girl in our neighbourhood—tall, with long flowing hair, and flawless fair skin. She was so stunning that I secretly liked her a lot more than anyone else. erotic stories lush

By then it had become completely dark. I said, “Puja, I’m not playing anymore. Let’s go home.” But it was so pitch black that we couldn’t see anything. While walking, my hand accidentally brushed lightly against her body. The moment it happened, Puja turned and started running in the opposite direction. I ran after her, thinking maybe she had seen something scary.

Normally jackals howl a lot in the jute fields at night. I called out, “Puja, why are you running? Did you see something frightening?”

She didn’t answer—just kept running. It was so dark she lost the path. The trail seemed endless. Suddenly she stopped and said, “Stay right there! Don’t come closer. We’ve lost the way… where even are we?”

And then she started crying.

I said, “Don’t be silly, stay calm—I’ll figure something out.”

I was quite angry and asked, “Why did you run away like that? Did you see a jackal?”

Puja stayed silent. 

“Why aren’t you talking? Did something scare you?”

“No,” she said softly.

“Then why did you run like crazy?”

She replied, “You were trying to catch me… you wanted to do bad things to me. That’s why I ran in fear.”

I laughed and said, “You fool, it was just an accidental touch while walking. That’s why you ran?”

She whispered, “Sorry… whatever happened. I can’t walk anymore. Please carry me in your arms. I’m too tired.” adult lush stories

What could I do? I picked her up in my arms. The moment I held her, an incredible feeling washed over me—like I wanted to keep her like this forever. Her breasts pressed tightly against my chest. Her face was only inches from mine. Puja kept looking straight into my eyes without blinking.

After a few moments of that intense gaze, she brought her lips to mine and kissed me. And in that moment, I was swept away into an uncontrollable, wild game.

The End.