My Story

Writer: Vinman

Dear Friends, I am Vinman. Posting that part of story which was taken down
by xossip

As I sit back and look at my life of 35years, I would say I have been
particularly lucky.  Was born in a very good, cultured family, got the best
education, had good physique with extra load in the place where it matters
and most important had more than my fair share of luck with the fairer sex …
 
The story will be told as a third person account since I am not very
comfortable in using “I” so many times.  My nick name is Vicky and the same
name will be used during the course of this story I pen down.
 
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Vicky was born in an upper caste Punjabi Brahmin family, brought up in
upper middle class colony in Delhi.  His parents were both government
servants and had an elder sister (a studious one).  Vicky was quite good at
studies from early childhood and had been a rank holder during his school
and college days.
 
It is a known fact that girls do love the studious ones, in junior classes,
especially, if they are a bit cute looking.  Vicky had turned to be a very
handsome young man but was very cute in his childhood.  Studies and looks
made him one of the more popular students in his school.
 
Vicky was in 7th standard and was on the verge of reaching teenage when
he had first opportunity to experience female charms from close quarters. 
There was a girl named Sheetal in his class.  Girls usually grow-up earlier
than boys in these young years.  Sheetal had been asking him to teach
Maths.  One fine day he agreed and it was decided that Vicky will go to
Sheetal’s house to teach her after school hours. 
 
Before we reach Sheetal’s house, let us talk about her and her family. 
Sheetal was a budding beauty.  Very fair and sharp features with god gifted
silky smooth hair.  She had a soft glowing skin.  A very cute ass to boot (at
the age of 12) with tits, a couple of sizes bigger for girls her age.  She had an
elder sister, Niti, 17, a complete knockout.  Big boobs, a big round ass, with
an attitude to match.  Long silky hair, big boobs and great ass, perhaps it ran
in the family.  Niti also studied in the same school as them and was very
famous among the boys.  The junior classes looked forward to Niti’s “prefect”
duties of managing the class.  Vicky reached her house at the agreed time. 
He had a habit of being punctual, but Sheetal did not.  Thinking that Vicky
will come a bit late she had gone to the market with only Niti at home. 
Though she had told her sister that Vicky would come. 
 
Vicky reached and pressed the door bell, Niti was expecting him but did not
change, she was in the same dress as she was with Sheetal and needless to
say that the dress was pretty hot. She was wearing a short, pretty short short
– we should say - and white sleeveless top struggling to reach the navel and
was very tight.  The awesome twosome rest proudly on her chest, confined
in a cotton top, were in full glory.  Vicky was standing one step below in the
staircase, which meant that the globes were actually staring right in his face. 
Vicky was perplexed but Niti was not, she very casually asked him to come
in.  As she turned back, Vicky had a good long look at her rear.  Top of her
back being exposed by the straps hold her sleeveless top with an exposed
lower back, a short containing the full fleshly round ass and then came in the
well toned and well waxed legs.  Vicky may not have had first hand
experience but the charms of the opposite sex were not lost on him either. 
He had a good memory and had made a note of the sight before him. 
Unknown to him, Niti was helping herself to a nice chuckle.  Little did he
know that the show put up for him was for the privileged ones only and was
to distract him. 
 
She asked him to be seated.  Vicky looked around.  It was a drawing room of
an upper middle class family.  All the necessary furniture and decorations
were in place.  The house in general was very neat & tidy and well
maintained.   He sat down on a sofa set and Niti came and sat on the carpet
below and about 3-4 feet away from him.  As she sat, leaning forward, he
could see the beautiful cleavage with his line of sight going straight to just
above her nipples.  What a sight that was!! Perfect round creamy globes in
all their glory.  He could see the creamy white upper part of the more than a
handful pair of boobs with the distance and angles blocking the access of his
eyes to nipples.  He was guessing that since she is so fair the nipples must
be of pink or light pink colour.  There was a familiar movement in his loins. 
The movement happened everytime he saw the charms of female body, be it
a cleavage of a teacher, neighbour aunty or any hot looking female.  He had
read in the Science book of erection but he still found it odd. 
 
He had learnt by observation that even at that age, his penis was bigger than
his classmates by some distance and hence the tent that used to get formed
was very discernable to the eye.  Niti had also seen the focus and had
chuckled to herself at the predicament of the youngster.   Vicky tried to cover
the impending tent formation in his shorts by casually picking up a cushion to
cover it, but before he could do so, Niti had seen it and had noted the size of
tent and deep down had made a note of it.  A smile crossed her lips and they
slightly parted.  Vicky was no fool, he had seen Niti eyeing his crotch and he
also had made a note of it.  Perhaps he was innocent or rather didn’t know
what to do or was afraid but at that time he could not take it any further. 
 
She wanted to carry on the show for some time more.  Niti moved on to the
bed in the room adjacent to the sofa and was lying on her stomach with the
weight resting on her elbows.  Niti started a small talk with him and asked
him about studies in general.  Later she moved to the topic of girl friends and
asked him if he had any.  Vicky’s face turned red and she laughed at her
innocence and was probing him further on how he found Sheetal and was
there any other girl in his school or neighbourhood.  The innocence was
suiting Vicky as well and Niti was in same position for a long time and the
nipples which were out of sight earlier were there in all their beauty to be
looked at.  He had correctly guessed the colour of aerolas and nipples being
pink in colour.  Suddenly pink colour which he never liked was such a
favourite of his.  He was liking what was being shown but did not go any
further. 
 
Sheetal had just returned from the market and one look at Niti and she
understood what was going in her sibling’s mind.  Cannot say what was it but
Sheetal went to her room and perhaps dressed in a vengeance.  Vicky was
not complaining, this budding beauty or FUTUC – Future Toat Under
Construction (Toat in North India is a slang term used for a beauty / hottie). 
Vicky smiled at the acronym he had just coined, pronounced with ‘U’ as in
umbrella and sound of C as of K.  If Niti was the Current Toat, Sheetal was
definitely the FUTUC.
 
Sheetal came to Vicky and after some unnecessary chit chat brought her
books.  He was also relieved that he was going to go back to the arithmetical
figures, little did he know that during the course of his life the female form
figures would keep him much occupied.  Sheetal was sitting to his right hand
side and had opened the Maths book and they started with the dreaded
Algebra.  She was sitting quite close to him and her naked arms were
touching his and her smooth as silk legs were in touch with his.  This time
round he was better prepared.  In an attempt to look like teaching her, he
moved closer to her and trying to show how to go about it, his right elbow
was pressing into the budding titties of Sheetal.  She did not object, he did
not withdraw.  The movement in his loins was not to be hidden.  He allowed
the tent formation in his shorts to take shape and saw Sheetal taking quick
looks at it. 
 
The elder sibling meanwhile had moved to the adjacent room and had drawn
the curtains and was changing her clothes.  He could not see her naked but
when Sheetal gone to fetch a glass of water for him, he saw a bra and panty
clad Niti with her arms stretched behind her back causing the twins globes of
pleasure to thrust forward, the arch formation in her back caused the ass to
move further back.  What a sight it was for the youngster.  The show got
over before Sheetal came back in the room.  However, Vicky sat at some
distance from Sheetal this time and found that Sheetal had moved a few
inches closer to him.  Niti announced that she had to go out with her friends
and walked out in a jeans and T-Shirt.  Niti was sure that Vicky had seen her
in semi naked state.
 
The elbow pressing of Sheetal’s boobs continued with her silky skin being in
constant touch and the tent formation being more permanent in his shorts. 
At one point, Sheetal was trying to pick up a pencil which was on Vicky’s left
and in doing so she went across his laps and her boobs were pressing his
erection and he saw her creamy silky skin.  He was sure that Sheetal did this
deliberately and was in that position much longer than required.  Vicky did
not go further and when she straightened announced that it was enough for
the day but promised Sheetal that they can continue the next day.  Sheetal
though upset at the sudden end of training session but was happy at the
chance of meeting the next day.  Vicky was also happy at the prospect of
seeing Niti and Sheetal the next day also.
 
Next day Sheetal met him in school first and asked him to come and teach
her at her house like yesterday.  Vicky was thinking more of Niti and readily
said yes.  He went home, took lunch, finished his home work, picked up his
bicycle and raced towards Sheetal’s house.  For a change he was wearing a
very lose underwear.  He had noticed that any erection in that particular lose
underwear used to look bigger that the normal tight ones.  He wanted to
show Niti that he has grown.  But today Sheetal had not told Niti of his visit,
she went to her friends place, perhaps sibling jealousy you could say.  If
Vicky had prepared himself, so had Sheetal, she was wearing the skimpiest of
outfits.  A halter top with bare back and a bit short in length.  She wore a
very short mini skirt to match it.  People with a very fair skin enjoy the
benefit of ability to carry off any thing.  Sheetal opened the door and took
him in.  The books were spread on her bed in her room and she wanted to
study there. 
 
Vicky had carefully noted the change and smiled.  After that both of them sat
on the bed taking the support of a couple of pillows supported by the wall. 
The legs and arms were in direct contact, the first time of yesterday had
become the normal today.  Vicky switched on his teacher mode and was
teaching algebra pretty seriously.  Sheetal was not able to comprehend and
was making silly mistakes.  During the session, he very casually rested his
left arm across her left shoulder and it continued at its resting place.  The
hand moved a few times to appreciate the texture of her skin of her
shoulders and bare back.  The movement was not lost on Sheetal but she
was happy that his hand was tracing her back rather than her sister’s.  Who
said sibling rivalry was bad.
 
Sheetal was making the most basic of the mistakes, in his frustration, he said
what will it take to make her do the sums correctly.  She was not expecting
the shouting, tears formed in her beautiful eyes.  Tears are biggest weapon
that a girl has.  Vicky realized his mistake and held her close to him and
instantaneously gave a peck on her cheek.  He thought Sheetal may explode
but it had the opposite effect, she actually smiled at his gesture.
 
He was relieved and said that he would give a peck on her cheek for every
correct sum.  Sheetal was very happy on hearing this and started off with
renewed energy.  After making a few mistakes, she did her first sum correctly
of the day.  Vicky was very happy seeing this and promptly gave a peck on
her cheek.  It was not a peck but a lingering kiss on the cheek leaving a wet
spot on her face. Sheetal had let it remain there and continued with the
maths sums, she did three sums in a row correctly following which she got
kisses on her cheek, one lingering longer than the other and leaving wetter
marks on her cheeks.  It was past 6pm and time for her parents to come
back home.  Thinking about it he proceeded towards home thinking of
progress of the day, one in studies and one in proximity.
 
The following two days were the weekend and he did not go to Sheetal’s
place but it was his first time that he watched a double x rated movie at his
friends place, he noticed the intertwining of tongues during long spells of
kisses, boob sucking, oral sex, giving pleasure to females with non-
penetrative sex.
 
On Monday, Sheetal asked him asked for some more help after school hours
and thinking of the lingering kisses, he agreed promptly.  That day when he
reached at her place at around 3.30pm, he was greeted by a beautiful sight
of Sheetal standing in a one piece backless dress ending well before knees. 
They went to the her room in same position as the last time and the studies
started.  He told her that the sums would get tougher, she said with a
naughty smile that the prize should also increase, what else he could have
asked for and hence agreed.
 
The difficulty level of the sums increased but after a couple of tries Sheetal
managed to crack the first difficult one and triumphantly looked at him for
the reward.  Vicky brought his hands behind her head and with one hand on
her neck and the other on head placed his lips on hers. This went on for a
few seconds and then he moved back.  Both were a bit perplexed and didn’t
know what to say or do.  Nobody said a word, nobody smiled.  Vicky gave
her another sum, she did it right.  He didn’t know what to do, she said – my
reward – that was the ice breaker, he brought his lips to hers and placed
them there.  After a few seconds, tried to force open her mouth with his
tongue and succeeded.  Both tasted each other’s saliva.  The intertwining of
the tongues idea was taken from the movie seen a day earlier but executed
so perfectly.  Her hands were behind his head, on his back and movement of
the hand indicated that she was a willing partner.  After about 2 minutes of
kissing, they broke.  He asked more sums, she replied, more rewards – both
knew what they wanted – he said let me give the awards in advance. 
Another round of kisses, this time they were lying on the bed with their limbs
intertwined in the embrace, both adoloscents probing fun of growing up and
each other’s body.  With one hand he traced the whole naked back and then
pressed the ass globe, she returned the compliment by one hand on his back
side.  He was startled but enjoyed it.  He traced one hand to the small
budding boobs and slightly pressed them.  Sheetal was in throes of passion
and her eyes were closed.  His tongue touched the lower lip sheetal and then
proceeded to taste the upper one.  He was trying to remember what all he
saw in the movie for the kissing part and tried to replicate it, but after a few
seconds backed his instincts rather than movie.  The raw instincts brought in
more passionate kissing without breaking for a breath. 
 
Sheetal was on top of Vicky with his hand on her naked back and the other
one measuring the roundness of her ass globes and her ever inviting bosom
was crashing with his chest.   The hand tracing the roundness of ass moved
a bit down and in the intertwining the dress had moved up by quite a few
inches and his hand found her soft, baby soft thigh skin in no time.  Sheetal
was still focused on his face and wetting it.  Vicky had always enjoyed rains
but this rain of kisses was so much better.  The hand on the thigh was
rubbing it so gently and was giving equal treatment to both the legs.
 
Suddenly the door bell ranged and sounded the end of round one of the
lovemaking session.  The bell brought them to their senses, with both still
smiling.  Vicky arranged the books and bed covers and Sheetal went to
answer the door after correcting her slightly disheveled appearance.  It was
her father, Mr Kapoor, who had returned from his office, albeit a bit early. 
He knew Vicky as a good boy.  A boy who was good at studies, sports and
came from a respectable family.  Little did he know of the respectable things
he was planning with his daughter and willingness of his daughter to partner
him in the same. 

The next day both met at the school as if nothing had happened, though,
Sheetal did show marginal improvement in Maths which the teacher thought
was more due to her tutorial rather than Sheetal. Wish she knew of the
special reward scheme of Vicky. Vicky understood Sheetal’s game of not
showing marked improvement so soon so that the alarms do not turn on!!
During the break, Vicky and Sheetal managed to meet at the water cooler in
school to fill their bottles. He said “Today it will be more difficult sums” she
retorted “Rewards should increase then,” what else could he have asked for
in life.

Like the previous day, Niti was oblivious to Vicky’s arrival as a tutor and had
gone out to her friend’s place. Today it was turn of a one piece back less
dress held by two strings in a knot behind her neck. The dress was of scarlet
red colour and strained to reach mid-thigh level. He thought of dress being
actually a size or two shorter than Sheetal’s size. He was not complaining.
Today he was more confident. Red was colour of passion and he was also
looking forward to some passionate love making (too young for sex though).

He closed the door behind him. As he turned back to proceed, he saw her
back side with her slowly moving towards the room in front. He took a couple
of quick steps and held her from behind with his crotch pressing into the
lower back or ass crack region. The arms held her were crossing just below
her boobs, Sheetal moved back and allowed herself to lean on Vicky. Now
with one hand she brought her hair to her right shoulder and tilted her head
towards right. He needed no further signal, he brought lips to the nape of her
neck and planted a few wet ones. Sheetal was looking forward to some
passion but even she did not contemplate the effect of kissing on the nape of
her neck. After a couple of minutes of raining kisses on her shoulder and
neck, he turned her around and one hand rested on lower back touching her
hips and the one held her neck, slowly he moved forward and measured
exposed portions of her chest and also front of her neck gradually moving to
her face. This passion was making his dick go crazy in his jeans but he didn’t
know of what it was doing to Sheetal – she was on fire.

When Sheetal was about to melt with the heat generated, he disengaged and
asked her about maths. She was aghast – how could he disengage during
such heated round of passion, but somehow she managed to say the rewards
have to be higher. The deal was done. Today Vicky had a plan of action in
mind. He wanted to see Sheetal today, like the day she was born. They
moved to their lucky bed and off they went. Now during the sums also Vicky
was making circles on her naked back with his hands. Sheetal was focused
on sums but was enjoying the touches. She got the sum right but instead of
asking for a reward challenged Vicky in Maths. 

The challenger will have to do whatever the other one said if the other one
got the sum right and vice versa. Today even she had plans. Both had
planned for the birthday suit for each other. She challenged him and he
accepted.

She gave him the first sum which was difficult for Sheetal but not for him. He
solved it in no time and looked at Sheetal. She tried to move a bit but he with
a motion of his index finger asked her to be motionless. He went behind her,
moved her hair on one side, like some time back earlier and united the knot
holding the top of her dress. The front portion of the dress covering her
bossom, came down with her beautiful budding tits in front of him and the
top was resting in her lap. He admired the pair and brought her lips closer to
the nippies and was about to kiss them, Sheetal was waiting for him to kiss it
with a baited breath. The lips were within hair’s width distance when he
decided to retract. This annoyed her but could not say anything since the
winner was to decide the reward. He gave her a sum, not much difficult, but
in her annoyance, she got it all wrong. Now he moved closer to the exposed
twin beauties and planted kisses on the upper swells of her boobs and inched
towards the nipples. He first focused on the left one hold the other one with
his left hand and pressed it. It was the first time for both him and her and
both were in a different world. He sucked, sucked and sucked the left boob
and made it wet. This was much beyond the sensation she had ever felt and
was going weak in her knees. Vicky then licked the full cleavage and moved
to the ignored one and the other hand moving to the previous sucked one.
This was getting too much for her and she pressed his face into her bossom
with her back arching back. She was shaking her head from side to side, her
face displaying uninhibited lust. This was the first time she was experiencing
such an emotion. This was unchartered waters for both but the exuberance
of youth was taking on the challenge. 

As he moved away for some breath, he looked at Sheetal and found her lusty
gaze. He immediately pulled her face closer to him and planted a series of
kisses on her face, lips. He could have pulled her dress down there and then
and achieved the objective of the day, but he wanted it to happen at his pace
and timing. It was her turn now, she was still lost in her lusty world when the
linear equation in two variables presented a new problem for Sheetal. Vicky
was pretty sure that she would find it very difficult to solve the sum. He
didn’t want her too, neither did she. After a couple of right steps she got it all
wrong and was looking at him with expectant eyes and baited breath. What a
sight that was a topless beauty focusing on the math problem.

He kissed her shoulders, nape of her neck, her cheeks, her luscious lips and
gently tried to pull the remaining dress down. She held his hand, he thought
it was case of thus far and no further – but he was wrong. With a smooth
stroke, she pulled up the dress over her head. He had got this wrong !! He
was so happy being wrong !!

Here she was, standing only in a pink coloured panty in front of Vicky. The
maths problems were no longer the problem. He actually didn’t know what to
do and where to start. Vicky looked at himself, fully clothed and there she
was with only a small panty to covering the gateway to heaven. He pulled his
t-shirt out and within no time was out of his jeans as well and also went
away the vest. Now both were covering their genitals. He went to her and
embraced her. Both pair of hands probing each other’s back with faces busy
with each other and the two bodies merged like one. Dick’s full mast
attention touching the waist band of her panty. She felt the hardness on her
body and definitely enjoyed it. 

Suddenly like an experienced lover he sat on a two seater sofa in her room
and appreciated her beauty scanning her from top to bottom and memorizing
the sight before him. Sheetal didn’t expect this turn of event and looked
surprised but he didn’t react. After a few seconds he reached out to Sheetal
extending his arm and she also reciprocated by holding his hand. He pulled
her towards her and made her to sit on his lap. The moment the ass globes
rested on his crotch area, she was stunned to feel the hardness on her ass.
She never had felt it that way and there was no escape now. Vicky had
sensed her problem but wanted to see her reaction. A naughty smile escaped
from her lips but did not escape his attention. Now she was ready for
anything he thought. Sheetal was placed side on in such a manner that her
back was on his left hand side. Now he brought her face closer to him and
kissed her. She reciprocated with equal vigour and became active partner. He
was holding the back of her head with his left hand and the right one was
busy with the boobs of the beauty. He started pinching the nipples of her
boobs taking them between his thumb and index finger. Slowly he moved to
the upper swells of the bossom planting heavy kisses their and this caused
her to breath heavy. The heavy breathing caused the swells to move up &
down prominently.
The prominent movement caught his eye and he let her tongue enjoy the
swells of the boobs. Sheetal was in throes of passion and with her eyes
closed and head a bit back was enjoying the sensation. This was something
new to her and most enjoyable of the feelings felt till now. Vicky’s dick was
full mast and was now aching trying to get more erect when it could not
seeing the sight before it. The side of Sheetal’s hip was pressing the little
monster to his body and the usually slightly loose undergarment was
straining to accommodate it. Now with his right hand, he brought her legs on
the sofa and it was a sight to behold. The left hand was on her back and the
right one on her thighs feeling the soft creamy flesh and his mouth on her
boobs alternating between the two, with Sheetal’s head hanging and swaying
from side to side in ecstasy with slightly opened eyes and the silky hair free
to swing with the head.

His right hand was busy feeling the thighs and was making the obvious
journey to the coveted crotch area of Sheetal. But the moment his hand
reach her panty and touched it, Sheetal as if coming out of a trance stopped
his hand and it acted as a signal for him of thus far and no further. He
understood this and moved the hand back to thighs, tracing them to the hips
and her cute little ass and slightly squeezed the globes. Finding no reaction
from Sheetal he continued to maul them gently and enjoy. As his hand
reached the elastic band, another round of “thus far and no further” from
Sheetal, to Vicky it was clear case of “thus far and no further” – “for the time
being.” He continued to relish what was on offer. 

The bell rang and both came back to life and searched for their clothes.
Sheetal slipped on her one piece in quick motion and he took all his clothes
and ran to the nearest bathroom. Mr Kapoor came back from office, albeit a
bit early, could not comprehend the situation of the house, owing to being
submerged in his office issues. Things were not going well for him. He was
working in a private organization. After a couple of minutes, Vicky came out
of the bathroom and greetings were exchanged. Vicky after having a cup of
tea with Mr Kapoor left for his home. Mr. Kapoor was very happy with his
dedication in teaching his daughter, the books spread around, made him
think of the studies, only if he knew of the new tutorials. 

For a few next days Vicky could not go to teach her owing to being pre-
occupied at home and when he was free, Sheetal told her of Niti’s presence,
so he would not go to her place. This way a couple of weeks passed. After
that there were a couple of rounds of their “love making” but did not proceed
further than the undergarments. He knew his plans of seeing her in birthday
suit would succeed, but how was the million dollar question?
He was thinking of the next step and the clue cam from a very unlikely
source of Biology class. In those times, there used to a section on Life
Reproduction in Biology in Class VII with part 1 of the chapter being devoted
to asexual means and the other one on sexual reproduction, specially with
respect to mammals. It also used to have a diagram of a female body
specifying her reproductive organs and a diagram of male reproductive
organ. The day the class turned to that chapter, sound of suppressed giggles
filled the room to the ire of teacher, but she managed to control her temper.
Ms Anita Chopra, the bio teacher was favourite with the boys because of her
deep cut blouse showing ample cleavage and back. Her temperament left a
lot to be desired. Ms Chopra taught the class in as asexual tones as she could
– not much difficult if you are facing kids of age 12-13. The love birds saw in
each others directions, smiled, looked back in the respective books and were
lost in their own world. Perhaps both were thinking of what laid beneath the
other’s undergarments. Who said studies are bad !! No wonder studies open
quite a few avenues and in this case the legs too !!

It took around 7-10 days for Vicky and Sheetal to meet in privacy of her
house. Niti had gone to their relatives in Karnal (around 125 km from Delhi)
and were to return next day, her father had called to say that he would come
a bit late (around 10pm).

Both now knew what each other wanted and within no time they were at the
undergarment level on the bed. He lay on his back on the bed with Sheetal
on him with her breasts crushing on his chest. His hands were roaming freely
on the back and her ass globes. Both were talking sweet nothings and kissing
each other intermittently. Vicky turned the topic to the Bio class and asked
her since he had helped her in Maths would she help him in Bio. Saying this
the hand on her ass globe reached the elastic band of her panty. He inserted
a thumb in and tried to pull it down. This time there was no resistance,
perhaps both wanted to go to the unchartered territory. For the first time the
hands felt the soft flesh of her ass globes without the covering of panty, the
feeling was just out of this world. He got up with Sheetal still on her stomach
and trying to hide her face in the pillow, and reached behind her and slowly
pulled down her panty. She was hesitant at first but lifted her hips slightly to
allow the pull down. The panty journey started from her ass to thighs to
knees to shin to feet and finally out. He picked up the pink coloured panty,
brought it to his nose smelled it, nothing much for him and threw it on the
floor. Before him with face buried in the pillow lay the most beautiful girl of
his class in her birthday suit. He brought his face close to the ass and planted
soft kisses on the globes one at a time. The hands also did their bit by
kneading them and sending her into ecstasy orbit. The feeling was
incomparable for both Sheetal and Vicky. Seeing her like that, his dick was
full mast and could not have been more erect and was straining to pop out of
the underwear. Vicky just pulled down his underwear and threw it next to her
panty on the floor which was in line of sight of sheetal as her head was a bit
sideways then. The abrupt change in breathing pattern told him that she has
seen the pair on the floor and gradually tilted her head towards him. He was
patient and very gradually went and laid on the bed behind her with his cock
kissing the ass globes and brought his right arm around her to play with her
boobs. She felt the electrifying touch of his cock on her ass but did not flinch.
The hand reached the flat stomach and played with the navel. The breathing
was a bit normal now, in the given circumstances, and the he tried to move
her facing him. Could not succeed but she now was on bed resting on her
back with the coveted pussy in full glory.

Her eyes were riveted to his cock and she was seeing one in flesh for the first
time and found it to be good sized, she didn’t know that it was of a very good
size. He kissed her on lips and they proceeded the usual kissing routine with
interchange of saliva. He proceed to kiss her face, neck, bosoms, stomach,
special attention on navel and then proceeded to kiss the love nest. He kissed
the pink pussy lips once and then sat up drinking the beauty in front of him.
The creamy white beauty in front of him was nothing short of divine. The
survey started from the toes to shin to creamy white thighs, to the coveted
zone, to navel, beautiful inviting bosom, and the perfect face and then back
to the coveted spot of pink pussy lips. The zone was very clean in general
with very little hair covering the spot. The clear view of pussy lips was
something appealing to him, it was more like its favourite Double “X” movie
where the blonde had very little hair on her pussy. 

He placed his right hand on the spot and with the index finger was probing
the pussy lips, he went down on her, just as in movie, and licked it clean.
This was proving to be too much for Sheetal who had one hand on his head
and now was clutching his hair. After paying a lot of attention to the pussy,
he slid his tongue upwards, licking the cleavage clean and then showered a
few more passionate kisses. In the process he placed his legs on either side
of Sheetal and now was sitting on his knees on her either side with his
cocking dangling in front of her face. In fact both did not know what to do
but as a reflex reaction she kissed the cock and caught the head of the cock
in her left hand. He licked the kiss a lot and moved the body ahead to place
the dick right over her lips inviting her to kiss it again. Sheetal was more than
ready and used a bit of tongue also wetting the dick-head in a slightly
prolonged kiss. The tiny hands were finding the cock to be very big and
unknowingly she started stroking it. The combination of a nubile beauty, soft
kisses on the dick and stroking was too hot for him to handle and he felt a
never before sort of pain right from the balls to the dickhead. This was the
new sensation for him, he felt like exploding and thought that the cock would
burst, unmindful of his condition she was continuing planting soft kisses and
stroking. 

Suddenly like a Volcano the cock erupted and the white thick liquid spread all
over her face. She started yelling at him and he was sorry. Both did not know
of the liquid and finding that it was sticky made her more concerned as it
would be found out by her father on his return. After spurting a few mls of
sperm, the cock went limp, but those couple of minutes were the most
excruciating pain he had felt all his life but it was a pleasant pain. The
juveniles had a look of concern on their faces apart from Sheetal who also
had semen to cope up with. They ran towards the bathroom and within no
time, as if it was the most natural thing to do, the shower was on drenching
both. They were more focused on cleaning the sticky white liquid. Sheetal
wiped it off her face and whatever little on her hair and Vicky was cleaning
the one sticking to his balls and thighs. In the haste to clear the unknown
stuff both did not bother to look at each other. Vicky was first one to get rid
of sticky stuff and as he turned his head, he saw a drenched Sheetal.
Something right out of Raj Kapoor’s movie “Ram Teri Ganga Maili” only better
that there were no clothes and she was closer to her rather than some
distant waterfall. The lusty look made her realize her state and she for the
first time felt too naked. As if by reflex, one hand reached down to cover the
love nest and the other went across to cover the twin peaks.

Vicky came close and embraced her. The sight and touch of nude Sheetal
brought life back to the cock and it was raring to go again. She was looking
down, perhaps at the floor or his ‘back to life’ dick. He lifted her face and
kissed her lips. Somehow, this time she was a reluctant partner in the
process and for the first time was not opening her mouth, perhaps a bit
apprehensive of where it could lead to. He understood her predicament and
did not proceed further but still held her in his powerful embrace with shower
sending down streams of water on two bodies intertwined. Slowly the tension
in her body eased and she was now more comfortable. As he saw her
relaxing, he again held her face and started kissing her. The shyness gave
way to enthusiasm and she licked his face and held his tool. He was in 7th
heaven. Everytime he thought that the dick could not get harder, it found a
way to disprove him. The hands found their parking space on her ass cheeks
and started kneading them. The ass globes movement indicated to him that
she was enjoying as much as he was. The tongues indulged in saliva tasting
and the lips were locked, gradually, he bent his knees, his tongue traced the
neck, bosom, paid rich tribute to the boobs by suckling on the nippies. The
tongue then wetted the flat tummy and got stuck at the beautiful navel. The
sensations were getting too much for Sheetal, she took a deep breath
thereby taking pulling her stomach in. Vicky had meanwhile had brought his
right hand to her pussy and was playing with it. Factually he didn’t know
much to do with it apart from planting kisses and poking it with his fingers.
Even this was more than what both had bargained for. Sheetal also sat down
and planted a few kisses on his dick and was hesitant to take it in for a full
blown blow job, perhaps she didn’t know about it. 

The coming two-two and half years were to see them doing everything with
their bodies apart from full blown sex. The x rated movies were the guiding
factor for them, whenever alone, the used to be nude and did everything
possible including blow jobs and oral. Do not want to go in that details since
it would take the story in one direction only.

One additional thing had happened which had a very strong bearing on the
story. Sheetal’s mother had joined the business development section of a five
star hotel around that time and that had brought in a major change in her.
The change in her over a period of time would be of vital importance.

It was over two years after his first tryst with Sheetal now. Vicky’s sister had
got admission to a medical college and had moved to Chandigarh to stay with
their relatives in satellite township of Panchkula, which meant that he had
more freedom with girls now and did not had to bother about elder sister
being at home since both parents were working.

Vicky was more confident of his ways with girls. Like all young boys he liked
big boobs, but was not averse to a fling with some one with lesser size as
well. He had a few sessions with quite a few girls but his favourite one was
Sheetal because her willingness and also because of the Niti factor. 

He was still a frequent visitor to Sheetal’s house. The boobs and ass
department had developed well with both coming in for special attention
from him during the period. Blow jobs were very common but he did not
venture beyond that. Those days the condom was still something uncommon
and was found only in the government medical centres by the name of
Nirodh. KS and others were some years away. The adoloscents had found a
good use of the condom, using it as a big balloon during holi festival. 

Holi is a festival of colours. I am talking of 1989 when Vicky graduated from

9th grade and was to go to class 10. The dreaded class tenth. Board exams.
The ultimate test. Fortunately he was good at studies so nothing was found
amiss.

This was before Vicky’s father got a promotion that year and had to move to
a bigger accommodation though in same colony but a different sector. He
was to move from the sector where he had spent almost a decade of his life.
A girl by the name of Sanjana, known as Sanju didi to all kids was residing in
his neighbourhood. She was the eldest of the four sisters and was elder than
Vicky’s sister by a couple of years. Fortunately, for him, as we will find later,
she and her sister were not best friends.

Sanju didi had a dusky complexion, a bit plump, no hour glass figure but the
boobs were good enough to catch and retain the attention. She was the
favourite among boys when it came to applying colour. That year, Sheetal
and family were not available to play hence Vicky played in his own
neighbourhood a little longer than usual, as usual, and it turned out that
whatever happens, happens for good. The boys chased the girls and he
found Sanju in the staircase known as Jeena in Delhi. He applied a lot of
colour to sanju and in process left no opportunity to feel her boobs while his
crotch was in constant contact with her ass globes or upper hips. He was
much taller hence had to bend to feel her ass with his cock. In these two
years apart from his height the length of his cock had also increased with
some increment in the girth as well. Sanju felt the sweet impact of the cock
on her ass and had been enjoying such impacts for some Holis at a stretch
now. He took her hand and pulled her to terrace near the water tank, and
poured a bucket full of water on her thereby drenching her white suit which
clung on to her body like second skin. Underneath she was not wearing
anything which meant the boobs were on display for everyone to see. Now it
was turn for both to be awkward, he liked the sight but did not know how
she would react. To break the ice, he again showered her with another round
of water and applied colour and in the process she had to try and run away
from him and hence forgot her predicament. This time too, the focus was
more on boobs than face, which prompted her to say, “have you forgotten
my face.” To which he replied as a reflex, “I am quality conscious.” Both
laughed a lot at his answer, and by then in the sun the clothes had also dried
to the extent of being decent and she came down to her home, Vicky also
went to his friends to play the holi a bit longer.

A couple of weeks after that, the children of the block were playing Hide &
Seek. Those who have stayed in the double storeyed (ground & first)
government flats would know of the twin switch of the light in the staircase,
know as “Jeena’ in Delhi parlance. So during the game all would run into
different Jeenas with one patrolling the switch so that it does not get
switched on by the “Den” guy, and the others would hide in the upper stairs.
Vicky’s neighbours were a Tamil family with their son, Venkat, being around
4yrs younger to him and used to call him Bhaiya (elder brother). He was
manning the switch and as luck or design would have it, Vicky and Sanju
were hiding in the upper stairs in pure dark. They were sitting on a stair side
by side with his right elbow touching the left boob of Sanju on his right. They
were talking the usual nothings of the game while the elbow was in constant
touch with the boob. She looked at him but said nothing. This encouraged
him further and the elbow applied more pressure on the boob. This time she
looked at him with stern eyes. He had guessed correctly that she could have
made a scene at the max or could have walked out as bare minimum, the
fact she was there was testimony to her enjoying the whole episode. This
made him further bold and he grasped the left boob with his left hand and
the right one went behind her head, held it and he planted a forceful kiss on
her lips making them part a little. With over two years experience he was
able to suck the lips with his tongue. The sudden development shocked her
beyond everything but she could not do anything. She was waving her free
hand but was not moving her face as he thought that the grip was not too
tight. 

The left hand found the way into her kameez and mauled the right boob.
This made her a bit agitated and she really tried to wriggle out. He moved his
hand out but was caressing the boobs from outside her kameez and the
mouth to mouth respiration continued. This ensured that she did not try to
free herself further but was enjoying the saliva exchanges as well. To spoil
the party, light got switched on as Venkat was caught by the den. The lights
brought them to senses and they now focused to the hide-n-seek with
others.

Vicky came back home from playing in the evening, a few days later, and
found Sanju in her home, asking his mum and dad if he could teach her
English for a month or so. The parents though wanted to help but were
reluctant considering the 10th board. She virtually pleaded with them. Vicky
thought what a horny girl. Reluctantly they agreed for him to tutor her for an
hour for 3 days in a week. He knew the payment would be in kind and not in
cash. 15 May used to be the day when children used to get the summer
vacations from the school and tuitions were not as fashionable as these days.
The English classes started from 1 May onwards, labour day, thank god no
labour pain resulted from this though they came quite close to it later.

Sanju’s parents were happy that Vicky was coming to their home to teach
her. Though she was senior to her by a few years but being taught in a
vernacular school meant that she was found wanting in English. As the
vacations started, Sanju’s sisters went to their native place with only she and
her Father to stay back. She stayed back as she had to “study” English and
prepare for some clerical entrance exam. It would turn out to be a different
type of Entrance Exam.
It was around 20th May, that he got the chance to be alone with her. Forget
English, he just went in and drew the curtains and switched on the cooler in
her house. The windows were closed and the cooler sound would quell any
other sound. He pushed her to the bed and kissed her on lips. The hands got
busy with the boobs and her pressed them very hard. At home she was
wearing the traditional salwar kameez. He tried to lift her Kameez which she
refused. He was also not backing out this time. He just dropped his shorts to
ankles and brought the cock into her full view. This was unexpected for her,
especially from a 14-15 year old kid. The act and the output both were very
impressive. The mouth was slightly ajar by the act. Now he moved closer,
and she as if in trance, cooperated with him and allowed him to lift the
kameez. She was braless. He sucked the boobs and with his experience with
Sheetal and a few others was doing a fairly good job of it. She enjoyed the
sensation, which brought out a few moans from her. The hands had found
the string of the salwar and were trying to untie them, both had gone too far
and could not do anything. The salwar touched the ground, his t-shirt was
also off and both were stark naked. She had the bush downstairs which was
not very appealing to him but he was not complaining.

The passionate kissing and boob pressing had set the juices flowing in her.
The pussy was all wet and set to be taken however the mental block was the
thing stopping it. The bush had made him a bit reluctant to go down for oral.
Condoms were still not as easily available as now and the knowledge about
AIDS was very primal in nature and the thought was any sex without condom
will lead to AIDS. He focused on boobs and was sucking like a child would do.
She had meanwhile moved to the bed and was lay on her back. After 15-20
minutes of kissing & boob press, Vicky got up and rested his weight on either
side of her. This meant the tip of the cock was just above her lips. The long
and thick cock had fascinated her and as a most natural thing for her to do,
she took to sucking it as a child would do to a lollipop placed tantalizingly
close to lips. She had to open her mouth wide to engulf it and it was surely a
mouthful or rather say a throatful.

She was sucking it like an experienced cock sucker, with the tongue doing all
the hardwork but in a very subtle manner. She was following the adage of
don’t stroke it but smoke it. Since he had been with Sheetal for a couple of
years now, hence he was being able to hold for that long, but the excitement
of making love to a woman much elder to him made him excited and after
next 5-7 minutes he warned Sanju of impeding load but she was lost in her
own world to heed the warning and the cock spread the semen in her mouth.
It was truly a mouthful of load. The warm sticky liquid filled her mouth with a
few drops exhibiting the spill over effect. It all went in. The intestines were
lined with his semen. The cock had gone limp and even in that state was an
impressive 4.5inches.

The limp cock was dangling in front of her as he removed it from her mouth.
Within minutes the sight of naked Sanju brought it back to life from death.
She was laying on her back in wanton lust, eyeing the dangling carrot. The
big boobs were all there in naked glory, glistened with sweat, due to all the
hard work. Vicky had a look at the boobies and bent down to suck them. This
time it was with some vengeance. Alonwith with sucking, the pressing /
mauling of boobs was also giving both immense pleasure leading her to
express it via moans of approval. He had done the boob fucking a few times
with Sheetal but this was different, the boobs were of a very good size, those
of a grown woman, had a slight bit of sag but were very impressive. Vicky
placed his dick between the two globes and engulfed his cock with them. The
globes had covered the impressive girth upto a decent percentage. This was
much better than he had felt for a long time. He was used to Sheetal. This
was new. Slowly as the strokes began, Sanju got in the act with the tip of the
dick hitting her face on upward movement. Her full body was into it. The ass
movements ensured the hips and back participated in the heat session. This
continued for over fifteen minutes. Due to the earlier ejaculation, he did not
erupt so soon. She was impressed with his stamina but there was more to
come. He removed his dick forced her to be on her fours, the moment she
realized what she was getting into, she refused. Perhaps the impending pain
of her anal burst was more than horrifying for her. She was steadfast in her
refusal but asked him to take her pussy. The bush was upsetting for him. He
didn’t want to upset her and lose the chance forever. He stopped but told her
to shave off the bush for the next time. She agreed.

What happened that day was much more than he had bargained for, he had
elicited a promise for a fuck the next time. 

That evening when his father came from office, he broke a good news of
them being allotted a bigger house in a nearby sector of same colony. They
had to move in within next 15 days. Though the other sector of the same
colony was not much far (around 1 km or so) but coming to teach her English
daily would be difficult to explain and parents may not agree. So whatever to
be done, was to be done quickly. He had heard of the condoms availability in
the local government dispensary from the elder boys in his locality. One
afternoon, he went to the dispensary and as per his knowledge of the
dispensary was able to locate quite a few “Nirodhs,” the government
Condom. He had picked up all sizes available and kept them in a safe place
on his terrace, unknown to his parents. Once his parents had left for their
offices, he saw them and discarded all the small sizes ones and kept only the
large and extra large ones. The large sized ones were a bit tight but ok. In a
couple of years time he was to move from large to extra large of the foreign
brands. 

With the power of a packet of Nirodhs in his pocket, he walked towards

Sanju’s home in expectation of some love making. It was a Friday and he
knew, if not today then weekend would be difficult and then they would have
to get into mode of house shifting as his parents would be taking a fortnight
leave from Monday onwards. This had increased his anxiety levels and he
was anxious about the Bush factor. The oldest Bush known to man. Those
were the days of George Bush Senior.

He knocked at the door. She opened the door and he liked what he saw. She
was wearing a long kameez with no salwar or pants or pyjamas. He stepped
in, closed the door behind him and straight away started kissing. She was
perhaps expecting the onslaught. Both of them continued kissing for quite
some time, his hands had also found the boobs and mauled them to good
effect. 

Like a man of the lady, he put his arm around her shoulders and proceeded
to the bed room. The curtains were already drawn and cooler was doing its
best trying to cool the impending high temperatures. Once in bedroom, he
again started kissing her. This time it was not forceful and the tongues were
exploring each other’s mouth. After 10-15 minutes of this soft and
pleasurable exploration both parted, perhaps for a bit of air, and he lifted his
t-shirt and shorts. Looking at him she said, “what if I don’t proceed?” He
replied “I know other ways too.” 

To which she replied “you are still a bachcha (kid)”

“It didn’t seem when you saw this” saying this he pointed at his tool. She
understood that the encounters during Holi, Hide-n-seek, at her house have
made him much bolder. She had no answer. Seeing her state, he went, and
as if to help her, lifted her kameez in one flow and saw without any panty or
bra. The eyes first inspected the ‘bush’ and finding none there, he was very
pleased. He smiled and first went down to suck the boobies. He sucked like a
baby, the feeling was much different, perhaps with the knowledge of the
“fuck” today, he was less forceful and more caring. Sanju also noticed the
pleasant change and the divine passage was getting wetter than the usual,
perhaps with the knowledge of being loved fully today. She saw him eyeing
the clean patch between her legs, the patch cleaned especially for him, to
suit his tastes and likings. Somehow, the youngster had her captivated with
his bold moves and a bit more bold dick.
After continuous sucking and licking of her boobs, he traced the path to the
clean patch via her navel and not so flat stomach with his tongue, wetting
the skin on the way and once he reached there, he inhaled in the aroma of
her wet pussy and it felt awesome. Gradually the tongue reached the spot
and showered the pussy lips with its saliva. The continuous showering of
saliva on pussy was having a mindboggling effect on Sanju. This was a
sensation she was feeling for a very first time. The clitoris was being
plastered with rich saliva and slight accidental bites of the teeth on the lips
was making her go crazy. Months of practice with Sheetal had made him
somewhat adept at the foreplay because with Sheetal he still hadn’t crossed
the line, hence it was all foreplay only. The sensations were too much for
Sanju and she crossed her legs over his head and the upward movement of
her hips were an indication of her enjoyment of the extreme non-penetrative
pleasures she was being subjected to. The non-penetrative pleasures were to
get more pleasurable now.

He disengaged from the pleasure point and gasped for air and saw the
refrigerator placed in the verandah. He picked himself up, albeit a bit
reluctantly, and proceeded towards the Kelvinator in the corner. Sanju was
seeing her with a bit of dismay. He opened the fridge and pulled out a tray of
ice cubes from the freezer and came back to her. Slight movement of the
tray made the ice cubes squirm and come out of their sections. She was
eyeing the impending storm of love. He picked one cube and placed it
between his teeth and moved down to the love pot. The application of ice
and the newer sensations were getting better of her and she was loosing her
senses. This was much much better than her all previous flings put together.
The boy knew how to make a woman happy. The touch of chilled water cube
was too hot to handle even for her. These were unchartered waters for her.
The sensations were new and very pleasurable. The pussy lips were getting a
bit stiff due to low temperatures inflicted by the cubes and the cold water
percolating down inside the inner walls was giving her unknown pleasures.
Again the legs crossed over his head and the hips moved upwards to match
and meet the ice cubes, seeing the wanton display of lust by Sanju, Vicky
moved further and applied the cube to her nipples with the other hand. Now
the scene was such that he was on his knees on the bed, bent down towards
her love nest, her legs were crossed behind his head, one cube torturing the
pussy lips and the other one doing the same to the sensitive nipples. Sanju’s
eyes were closed and her head was swaying from one side to other and she
was biting her lip as well. 

He lifted his head thereby raising her legs as well and enjoyed the scene. A
chance taken at the Holi brought such rich rewards and that too so soon was
something he liked. Strangely enough, he didn’t want her affair with Sanju to
continue for long. The continued torture brought her close to the point of
orgasm and she tightened her grip on his head and the hips moved up and
down indicating the throes of pleasure she was in. Seeing her state and
guessing that she was ripe for taking, he opened the packet of Nirodh
Condom and wore it. He didn’t like the feeling but this was the minimum
precaution he had to take. Those were not the days of I-pill. He untied her
legs behind his head but let her remain in the same position with legs on his
either shoulder and placed his dick at the entry to gateway of pleasure. The
face was hiding the emotions of a first timer. The well lubricated inner walls
of her pussy were more than ready to accommodate his tool and with slow
strokes he started it. To him it was the safest way of starting without giving
away that he is a novice at it. Gradually as he got comfortable with the
motion, the speed increased and even the motion of her hip’s upward
movement increased to match his strokes. In the heat, the pace of the
strokes increased, his thick tool was hitting the coveted spot and letting her
enjoy the sensations never felt before. 

Suddenly he heard a sound of something being ruptured, instinctively he took

his tool out with Sanju gasping for more. The boy had some stamina as he
had not come even once whereas she, the elder and more experienced one,
was on the verge of second. The poor quality of condom was not able to
handle such heavy strokes and got ruptured. He removed the condom but
what to do now. Sanju was at point of no return and asked him to continue
without it. She told him to not to cum inside her and spread the semen out
which would ensure no pregnancy. Such was her lust at that time that she
did not think anything and said the first thing that came to her mind. Though
it was correct. He started again and so did Sanju, his hands were holding the
milk jugs and pinching the nippies. Sanju was holding her arms for support.
The legs started the familiar movement of increasing its stranglehold on his
head and the hips were moving vigorously indicating that within about half
an hour she had cummed twice with the ‘kid” yet to cum. The droplets of
sweat had formed a thin liquid film on her body which was shining in the light
of the tube. The dusky complexion, musky smell of the sweat, the swaying
boobs, the sideways movement of the head in wanton lust, the wanton lust
on the face, the suppressed moans, were there to be enjoyed by the senses.
This was now getting too much for him also and he felt the familiar sweet
feeling in his abdomen and pulled out the magnificent tool out. Sanju was
aghast – how could he do this?

Sensing her condition he said “You told to pull out before cumming – Sarkari
condom ka nateeja hai (result of government made condom)” She laughed
and he laughed with her.
The rich semen was spread on her boobs, stomach and a bit on the face.
With his hands he spread it all over her body with special attention on her
boobs and ass globes. Sanju’s skin was polished with his semen and she was
glowing. He remembered how a cobbler uses a white coloured liquid to shine
the shoe after applying the polish. The simile brought him to a chuckle. He
turned her legs and her ass in all its polished glory was looking at him. He
had seen a lot of doggy style movies and had understood how it is done. But
as they say – man proposes and god disposes. 

Sounds of his name filled his ears and hurriedly he came out in the balcony
after wearing his clothes, only to find that boys of his neighborhood were
calling him for a Cricket match with the next block. Everyone knew that he
was a cricket fanatic and his friends told him that they had taken the
permission from his dad who had come a bit early today. Now there was no
chance to escape the match without arousing suspicion. One last time he
kissed her, pressed her boobs and moved out of her house. Angry Sanju was
still naked when she closed the door.

His dad announced that they would have to shift on Tuesday as over
weekend and Monday they would get the house whitewashed and get the
repairs done by the Government CPWD. His father was a well known figure in
terms of being active member of the resident welfare associations and hence
these things would get done much sooner. So on the anointed day they
shifted. They enjoyed goodwill in their current block and hence they got a
good farewell but a sullen looking Sanju was sad at the movement.

It was a corner flat on first floor with a very big playground just across the
road. It was a big “square” as it is called in government colonies of Delhi with
two parallel rows of two storeyed houses and a small row to form a ‘U” of
houses. The flats shared a big ground. The new immediate neighbors were
seemingly good people. It was a Muslim family, apart from the couple they
had two daughters, one a year senior than him and the other a year junior to
him. During the process of whitewash etc, he could not see them as they had
gone to their relatives place but a look at their mother had made him
hopeful. She had a slightly dusky complexion but still a bit fairer than Sanju.
Had straight black hair coming upto mid-back. She was not model type thin
but thin as compared to aunties with school going children. Her big round ass
and melons made her waist look even thinner and the voluptuousness looked
that much more appealing.

Mr. Khan knew Vicky’s father as he was also involved in the welfare
association work, thanks to which they were more than welcomed in the
neighborhood. His dad was known for his uprighteousness and ability to
mobilize people for common causes. This ability had endeared him to the
members of various associations of different sectors of the colony. Khans had
ensured that for the first two days the food came from their home and took
great care to see to it that they served them only vegetarian food as Vicky’s
family was a strict vegetarian Brahmin family.

The following Saturday evening, he saw Mrs Khan coming to their home
alongwith their two daughters. The elder one’s name was Sadaf and the
younger one’s was Tina (she opted for a modern western sounding name and
her changed it from Shama). Vicky was taken aback by what he saw. Let me
now explain each one with some detailing for you.

Sadaf – Mild Dusky complexion (similar to her mother), silky black hair upto
shoulder level. Good height of about 5.5”, as per Indian standards, big
expressive eyes, ever inviting kissable lips, a nice round ass (similar to her
mother but mother’s was a shade better), finely crafted pair of legs. She was
wearing a t-shirt and the poor piece of garment could not hide the twin
peaks. They were something to behold, sucked, kneaded and whatever you
want to do. Firm high on chest, perfectly shaped and they were big.

Vicky coined a term Mother Dairy for her. Those in Delhi are well aware of
the Mother Dairy depots. He thought her kids would definitely be very very
well fed from the large containers.

Tina – Very Fair (skin colour resemblance from her father), dark brown
coloured hair, silky and reach till lower half of her back, tied in a pony and
swaying from side to side. Very cheerful. Great ass globes, perhaps better
than her mother. It was a beautiful heart shaped ass. Beautiful legs. Good
sized boobs for her age.

He was surely in luck here. God was being so kind to him. In presence of
their parents only the niceties were exchanged. Tina was the more boisterous
and cheerful of the lot. She and Vicky hit-off right away. Khans had observed
Vicky for a week or so and had deduced that he was a good and well
mannered boy who was outgoing but good at both studies and sports. His
father’s reputation had always done him a world of good. 

Vicky’s sister had come to meet them on a fortnight’s leave from her Medical
college in Chandigarh and liked her new home. She also gelled well with the
Khans and they also liked her. Sadaf was now far more casual after her
interactions with his sister and both the sisters were a frequent visitor in their
house. After a fortnight his sister left. 
Vicky was still continuing with the non-penetrative sex with Sheetal but sex
with Sanju became only a one time opportunity. He had gone back to his old
house a few times in the garb of meeting old cricket team mates but the real
mission of meeting Sanju alone was never fulfilled. A couple of months later
he learnt that she has got engaged. Strangely enough, he let out a breath of
relief.

Like this about 6 months passed. Delhi has been famous for its winters and
those months were approaching. There was something he liked about the
winters, the availability of his favourite vegetables, fruits, cosying up in quilt
etc and the general cool climes. The only thing he did not liked was the
coating of clothing covering girls. His perfect weather would be winters with
girls in Summer clothing or better beachwear if possible.

Vicky had a habit of going to terrace after his dinner. It also used to serve
purpose of laying the folding beds and mattresses as they used to sleep on
terrace during summer months. Those who have been through those times
would remember this how people used to sleep on terraces. Great way to
save electricity and to enjoy the mild cool breeze during night. However, the
terrace bedding used to end with conclusion of Monsoons with rain and
people playing hide-n-seek to sleep on the terrace. But his habit of a walk on
terrace used to continue into winters, except the days his friends would come
and 3-4 of his childhood friends would go for a long walk.

Sadaf also had developed this habit and over a period of time their timings
had also been synchronized to the point of being there within 5-7 minutes of
each other. Familiarity had brought them closer but not in lovebirds sense
and they used to share a lot of things now. He now felt a lot closer to Sadaf
than Tina. She shared with him that she was going around with a boy from
the neighbouring colony called Munirka. Munirka, for Delhites is a colony of
two halves, one DDA flats and other the old village part. The boy nicknamed
“Dahiya” had quite a few houses and shops as his property. Those days the
village part was still like a village with a few buffaloes / cows in their sheds in
the large houses. Subsequently it gave way to the concrete jungle with ill-
planned houses. The real estate boom had given the villagers ample reason
to plan such houses. Due to perfect location of the houses and shops, Dahiya
was earning good income from rents. Vicky had known the Village guys from
Munirka as they had played a few matches against them a few times and
matching the description with that given by Sadaf he was able to zero in on
the person.

He thought she had bad tastes. He was not made for her – full stop. She was
way above him. She told that a few months back, a few boys were teasing
her and Dahiya had helped her. Since then he had followed her. After some
time the crude manners which looked cool to her then were now disgusting
for her. She thought about the cool guys of her School with cultured
mannerisms. Due to his reputation of being a bad boy from Munirka village
nobody took him on. Also, the new riches he had acquired ensured that he
used to shower her with gifts. Over some more period of time, she had
confided in him that her parents had seen her with him a couple of times and
were not happy about it and had in a subtle manner had told her to
withdraw, though it had fallen on deaf ears then.

Came January of 1990 and his birthday was approaching. Sheetal asked him
for the birthday present and he said “You”. 

To which the response was “You seen me naked so many times and what
else…” she did not finish the sentence. 

“I want you completely” he said.

Though they had been used to being naked in each other’s company for
around two & half to three years, but the sentence – I want you completely –
had made her blush and a smile escaped. He pressed her for the gift, she
teasingly said “let the b’day come.”

Sheetal had grown into a very fine teenage beauty by now. The boobs used
to continued mauling, sucking, kneading, in short attention had developed
into a more than a handful and were on their way of growth path for further
growth in years to come. 

That year, his b’day was on Friday. He went to the temple with his parents,
as was the custom over the years, it was celebrated at school with friends, as
a small gift she kissed him at a secluded spot in the school and lifted her skirt
for him to do a quickie oral in school but he was not satisfied and told her
that he would await his gift. In the evening the Birthday was celebrated at
home as well with relatives, friends, neighbours, all joining in the party. All
day long, phone calls of relatives, friends had been pouring in with the usual
early morning call of his favourite Tayaji. His sister was staying there only.

Sadaf could not join the fun. Something had happened which got her upset
and she had to skip the party. 

The next day, morning he received a call from Sheetal teasing him about the
birthday gifts. He knew her too well and joined in the good natured banter.
However, both wanted the gift. He was eager to take and in all honesty she
was only too eager to oblige. Both wanted to conquer the final frontier.
During their talks she casually mentioned that Niti and her parents would be
out for a few hours starting afternoon till about evening. Though the manner
of mentioning appeared casual but she wanted him to take it with utmost
sincerity.

On Sunday, he reached her house with a packet of Sarkari Condoms

(Nirodhs) with him. The encounter with Sanju had taught him how to by-pass
the ruptured Sakari Condom. Even in peak Delhi winters, Sheetal was not
wearing the sweaters etc and waited for him a mini and a sleeveless top. He
knew how to press the right buttons. The last two years had taught him a lot
about her. The soft wet kisses on the nape & just below earlobes coupled
with gentle massage of boobs were the surest and quickest way of getting
her into the mood. This time was no different. He started kissing her and
gradually went behind her and planted soft kisses on the nape of the neck
and just below earlobes. The sleeveless top was facilitating this act for good
measure. The hands found their resting place on the well developed mounds
of her ample bosom. This had got her going, the ass was wriggling against
his granite-hard cock. She wanted to do it more than him. He wanted to
enjoy the journey to the final destination than reaching the destination in one
go. He let the mood continue for a few more minutes which resulted in her
getting more restless and the ass grinding into his crotch became more rough
by the minute and that Vicky was behind him, meant the lips could only kiss
his hands as and when he let them roam on her angelic face. She arched
herself with her arms raised and crossed behind his head. The generously
endowed girl was pushing the mounds a lot forward making the pose look
nothing short right out of a Kamasutra posture.

Seeing her state, he was a bit lenient on her and one hand went inside her
mini skirt and was making rings on her inner thighs. This was more
wonderful this time – although they had done this earlier also on many a
occasion. She tightened the grip of her thighs around his hand. The body had
tensed and arched even further. He pushed the hand in upward direction and
touched the pussy – the girl was hell bent on saving time – he thought and
smiled and decided to not to torture her further and take her out of her
misery. With the other hand he pulled the elastic band of her skirt. Rest was
done by her. The arms around his neck unlocked and were pointing straight
upwards. He obliged and the off went the top.

As soon as the top was off she turned around and hurriedly unfastened his
belt, pulled down his trousers and also underwear in one stroke. Her favorite
dick was there in front of her and meanwhile he had also taken off the jacket
and shirt. 

Both were stark naked now, nothing new for them, but this time it was to be
different. He picked her up and took to her parents bedroom and made her
lie on the master bed. Done so many times before – but the anticipation was
killing both the teenagers.

This time he did not opt much for the foreplay and seeing that the pussy was
already wet with excitement, he decided to go in for the kill and placed the
dick at the dream entry. She was on bed with her proud tits pointing to the
ceiling. The legs were on either side of him stretching the pussy maximum
for his convenience. First he thought of wearing the condom but then took
the other option. Gradually he pushed the dick in. The now much lubricated
walls of the pussy were stretched trying to accommodate the big tool.
Centimetre by Centimetre it was going in. The limp 4.5inch tool stood at
magnificent 8inches when fully erect. It was about 6” in when he decided to
pull it out and gradually started the rhythm, as the tempo increased the tool
was going in upto 7-7.5inches in and hitting the walls. She was also helping
in maintaining the tempo by pushing her hips up and down to match the
strokes. The inner walls felt mauled by the tool and it was very fulfilling. The
abandon movement of the boobs made him remember Sanju’s boob
movement in similar position a few months back. This lust on her face was
different. It was the lust of a first timer. He felt that Sheetal was on verge of
orgasm as he felt a lot of juices wetting his dick even more and the much
more lubricated walls had made the entry and exit even more pleasurable.

The big tool had taken its toll on Sheetal who had felt enormous pain with
first entry, she felt that it would tear her pussy and she will have to go to the
doctor to stitch them back. But with her juices wetting the dick, it had
become a bit more easy for her as well. The dick was hitting her walls hard
but these hits she would take with pleasure. The increased momentum had
made her increase the speed of her ass movements and the sideways
movement of her head and that meant that the boobs were in full motion
moving everywhere. The creamy white girl with contrasting hair was a sight
to behold. The momentum had built upto a point where both the bodies were
glistening in thin sheen of sweat even in the Delhi winters of January. 

Vicky felt that he was about to cum and as he did with Sanju he had spread
the semen on her body and polished her body with his hands. The boobs, ass
globes, thighs all were mauled with generous polishing. The nubile body was
glistening in the perfect mixture of his semen and her juices. Her body was
shining like a glass. He admired her and spooned her body. He was laying on
the bed on his side with she also in the similar position with her ass meeting
his crotch. The touch of the smooth globes was more than enough to bring
the limp cock back to life. They spoke nothing but he kept on kissing her
neck and earlobes. She was also aroused and turned her head to see him. He
placed his lips on hers and kissed her. His hand moved to the boobs and he
massaged them the handful ones.

With one swift movement she came on top of him with either knee on his
either side and said “ab meri baari” (its my turn now).

He replied “ok but yeh sirf mere paas hai” (pointing to his dick he said only
he has the dick) and both giggled. 

She had also started seeing the porn movies and liked the position of cowgirl
ride. She felt that women looked more powerful in this manner. Her soft
hands encircled his big shaft and guided her pussy on the dick. The
moistened pussy walls plus the gravity effect ensured that it all went in one
full stroke. This way she felt more filled than the missionary position.
Gradually she increased her momentum with every downward motion
meaning his erect shaft hitting her inner walls more powerfully. This was
heaven for both – they thought. She came but he did not, the juices were
leaking from the side of his shaft. With this she stopped. Though the dick
was still well in her. She bent down to kiss her and then lifted herself back
up. (Something very similar to Penelope Cruz in Vanilla Sky sex scene, he
remembered that day seeing the movie many years later). The room was
filled with aroma of two bodies intertwined like creepers in sexual ecstasy.
The smell had a very sexual touch to it. She was cumming like a waterfall,
this was her second with her on the top and he in the meanwhile was taking
his own sweet time. This time, she stopped, the knees trembled, the body
shook, eyes got closed, she held her hair behind her head, arching forward,
Vicky supported her by holding her boobs. After a few seconds, she slowly
opened her eyes and smiled and stopped. He said “Continue – abhi mera
nahin hua hai” (I have not cummed as yet). With this she started again and
he told her to stop when he will gesture. After about 4-5minutes of more
symbiotic motion, he gestured her to alight, she did, but with one action
came down and encircled the dick with her sweet lips and drank all semen
like a nectar. She was much like Sanju when it came to gulping the cum. He
thought all girls are similar when it came to cum.

With this round she collapsed on top of him. She had four wonderful orgasms
bringing with them new sensations in her inner most areas. He pulled the
blanket on top of them. She was on top of him crushing her ever growing
boobs on his chest. He was roaming his hands on her bare back within the
blanket with some sweet strokes over her ass cheeks. This way they spent
about an hour or so, saying sweet nothing, nibbling at each other and in
general enjoying each others naked company. Both knew, next time
onwards, given the opportunity, it would no longer be non-penetrative sex. 

She put her soft hand over his crotch and said “Happy Birthday Vicky.”

He replied “Thanks for the present Sheetal. It was the best one I ever got.” 

As he came out, the world felt different. A lot had changed during that couple
of hours or so period. He came back home and awaiting him were his friends.
He went out with them for a game of cricket and to everyone it felt that it
was all normal. Little did they know of the session.

As the winters progressed and gave way to Spring, came the time for the
dreaded 10th Board exams for the students. He was prepared for the exams
and had nothing to bother. In fact in February (exams start in March), he
used to go out and play a game of cricket atleast three-four times a week.
That was his time to relax and refresh.

It so happened that one day in February (2nd half) he was playing a match.
It was against the team from Munirka village and as expected it had Dahiya
on the other side. Additional motivation for Vicky, if ever required in a game.
The match was being played somewhat closer to Sheetal’s house than his
own. But he knew all the streets, lanes etc like back of his hand.

He was fielding close to the boundary when a ball was ferociously hit for a
six. He being the closest one had to do the fetching. Vicky came out of the
ground and went towards the ball. As he was about to turn, he saw Mrs
Kapoor (Sheetal’s and Niti’s mother) coming out from one of the lanes and Mr
Gupta (one person known to both Kapoors and his family due to being in
same vicinity) coming out of the other one. The two lanes were such that
they originated from the same point so technically two persons coming out of
the two lanes at the same time cannot miss each other. They gave each
other a slight glance and Mr Gupta went to his Maruti 800 parked nearby and
Mrs Kapoor walked along to her residence. This was strange for him because
as courtesy, both would have atleast acknowledged each other’s presence
before going separate ways and what was his Maruti-800 doing there? He
sensed something fishy, but could not pinpoint anything.

As mentioned earlier, Mrs Kapoor had joined Business Development section

of a five star hotel and boy had it brought change in her. She was very
attractive in her own right earlier as well but now she had become the hot &
sexy female specimen.
One day he was asked to get some papers from one of his father’s friends.
His dad’s friend was at a senior position and was staying in Mumbai.
However, in Delhi, he chose to stay in a Five Star Hotel. Co-incidence as may
have it, he chose to stay at same hotel where Mrs Kapoor worked. Vicky went
to the reception and asked for his father’s friend’s hotel room number. He
spoke with him and was asked to wait in the lobby. As it was first time in
such a big hotel, he was trying to drink in the atmosphere of the hotel. The
big lobby was seemingly very impressive and domineering. Something he had
never witnessed earlier.

On his left side, say about 7-8 metres away a group was sitting. A lady was
surrounded by a 3 men and they all were talking. A man was leaning forward
so he could only see the arm of the lady, it was creamy white. As the man
leaned back, he could see the lady. It was Mrs Kapoor. He had to actually
pinch himself to check if he was dreaming. She was looking gorgeous to say
the least. The black chiffon saree was a bit transparent but looking lovely on
her ivory skin. The hair were open and straightened. The regular exercise at
the hotel gym had reduced flab at wrong places but retained the
voluptousness at all the right places. Light make up on her face was
accentuating her beauty. A small necklace with a small pendant was dangling
from the smooth surface of her neck and pointing to the divine cleavage. His
site shifted from pendant to the cleavage and he was left gaping with his
mouth open. The blouse was seriously deep cut with a sexiest view of about
3-4inches worth of cleavage and view of the upper bosom. The men were
unashamedly looking at her boobs and she was the one ready to oblige. One
of the men sitting next to her had his arm behind her back and Vicky was
pretty sure that the hand was enjoying the touches of silky hair and silky
back. The proximity to the hottest woman there was the deal clincher. The
men got up and started to leave but not before giving a small peck on her
cheek. Vicky could have then betted his bottom dollar, rupee, paise, that the
men who earlier had his hand on her back had a slight feel of her boobs.
Since the other side had tall plants that part was secluded.

Mrs Kapoor did not notice his presence and left to upper floors. As she was
going away from him, he noticed the gorgeous ass. She surely had assets.
The chiffon saree was very seductively tied to outline her god given gifts.
Suddenly, the incidence at the ground a couple of days back flashed before
him. But her attire then was not as revealing or as sexy as this one. May be
she changed on her way back. As he was engrossed in thoughts, his father’s
friend came and handed him papers. He ordered some cold drink and light
snacks and after spending about 1/2hr over snacks and small talk he left. He
did not get another view of Mrs Kapoor.
In the evening he decided to go out for a walk. He went in the direction of
Sheetal’s house. After walking in a park close to her house for about 20 mins,
he saw Mrs Kapoor. This time she was very decently attired. She looked hot
and beautiful but not glam doll she looked earlier.

The exams started from 1 March (normal time for boards). The date sheet
was such that the Hindi exam was at last and festival of holi was preceding it
by 3 days. There was a long gap (6 days) between the Hindi exam and the
Social Studies before it.

On the Holi day, children could not hold themselves back and after the
experience of last year (with Sanju) he was looking forward to the festival
day even more. Some of his classmates had come to his place to play holi
and they then took him to some other friend’s place. He could not play Holi
with the Hot Sadaf and Tina also. His sister was enjoying the break at home
and played with them. Every cloud has a silver lining. As his sister was there,
he could not have been much adventurous with the hotties.

After playing holi with his friends, they all decided to go home. On his way
back, he decided to pay a visit to Kapoors. He actually wanted to meet Mrs
Kapoor that day. Usually by 1-1.30pm, holi ends. So by the time he reached
her house, it was only Sheetal and her mother who were at home. Mr Kapoor
had joined neighbours in a gathering organized by the local welfare
association.

He heard the sound coming from upstairs and went to the terrace. Mrs
Kapoor, Sheetal and her younger cousin were having fun. Her cousin was
about 10yrs old and was trying to apply colour on his aunty’s face but the
height differential was making it difficult for him. Sheetal was wearing a
simple white T-Shirt and an old jeans and Mrs Kapoor was in a light coloured
nylon saree with a matching blouse. There was nothing special about her
attire. The blouse was sleeveless and was showing her milky white arms and
shoulders, though they were covered by a bit of colour, but nothing else. The
back and front of the blouse were pretty much ok. 

The youngster trying to colour his aunt was finding it difficult, Mrs Kapoor
was playing with him. She would bend just enough to entice him and then
when the kid would come close she would stand tall. After two three tries the
kid got frustrated and looked at Sheetal for help. Sheetal laughed it off. It
was Vicky’s turn now. The kid looked at him with most expectant eyes for
help. Vicky could not say no to him. At first it was help to the kid, which in
one flash of lightening became an opportunity to come close to the sexy Mrs
Kapoor. He non-chalantly moved close to Mrs Kapoor and signaled the kid to
keep quiet and look uninterested. Mrs Kapoor was off guard and seizing the
moment he went and stood behind her. God what a back – what an ass!!! He
wanted to feel it any which way. This time he winked at the kid, the kid tried
his luck again albeit with a new found enthusiasm of knowledge of some
help. As expected, Mrs Kapoor bent down to tease him but before she could
straighten a strong grip from back on her shoulders prevented her from
straightening and before she could realize the kid had coloured his aunty’s
face with red gulal. He had accomplished his mission and was shouting Holi
Hai !! Holi Hai!! Sheetal was also laughing and Vicky was also enjoying
himself. He was holding Mrs Kapoor’s arms from back and his crotch was in
contact with her divine ass. Mrs Kapoor was also laughing at the situation
and tried to get away by saying – ho gaya na (you have done what you
wanted) – to the kid. But Vicky was not letting the opportunity to pass by so
easy. He asked the kid to go in for one more round. The kid was more than
ready to oblige. As Mrs Kapoor tried to wriggle out of the situation, her ass
came in with more direct contact with his crotch. The sleeping python was
beginning to wake up. But before things could go further, he heard the sound
of Mr Kapoor coming back. Like a very decent boy, he moved back and
applied colour on faces of Mrs Kapoor, very gently and on Sheetal, not so
gently. Met Mr Kapoor, applied colour on his face as well and proceeded to
his place. Since he had seen her in the Hotel, Mrs Kapoor had cast a magical
spell on him.

As the Hindi exam answer sheet was handed over to the examiner, Vicky felt
a weight off his shoulders and came out of the exam hall and sat in the lawn
of the school compound. At the stroke of the final bell, children came out and
all of them were just jumping with joy and hugging each other. 

The exams got over, children got into the mode of enjoying, playing etc. The
exam results would come out only by first week of June and the schools
would only open mid-July, so for the children it was a long-long-long holiday.
In those good old days, few schools conducted advanced classes for 11th
standard, hence there were no speed-breakers ahead.

The cricket matches resumed and so did his rivalry with ‘Dahiya.’ On one
occasion he had managed get a ball hit him at his soft spot. Nothing could
have been done as there was no malice – atleast no one could claim. The
walk on terrace with Sadaf had become more regular. One day he talked to
Sadaf on reasons for not attending his birthday party. Sadaf told him that it
was nothing much. 
He said “must have been otherwise you would have joined – share with me if
you can.”

She started crying and after a while when she calmed down, Sadaf swore him
to secrecy and told him how Dahiya was pressurizing her to make love to him
and how he had misbehaved with her father when he found Sadaf with him
and had scolded Dahiya. She was actually fed up of this Dahiya mess. With
Sadaf in 12th std, she felt that this Dahiya business has created a lot of
problem for her in family. Vicky told her to relax and placed his arm across
her shoulder to comfort her. She did not react and place her head on his
shoulders. She felt secure in his strong arms.

A few days from the talk on Dahiya, Sadaf and her father were going
somewhere. They crossed paths with Dahiya and his friends. There were a
few heated exchanges between her father and Dahiya with him threatening
Mr Khan with dire consequences. Vicky was close to that spot and on hearing
the commotion turned towards them. Dahiya recognized him and told him to
stay out of it. Vicky told him that he should leave Sadaf and get lost. On
hearing this Dahiya said “Tu jaanta hai na main kaun hoon (you know who I
am)”

Vicky replied “Saale ek hi baap ka hai toh akele aa phir dekh tera kya haal
karta hoon (come for a fight alone if you are not a bastard)”

This was perhaps too much for Dahiya’s pride and he ordered his friends to
stay away from this. He tried to raise the stakes and said “What if I beat you”
Vicky replied “Sadaf is all yours and his father would not fight with you”

Vicky said “but if you loose, you would dare not enter this colony or disturb
Sadaf, her family in any manner possible.” Dahiya agreed. This was exactly
what he wanted. Sadaf looked at him with a quizzical look of who the hell
was Vicky to decide on her fate. The calm look on Vicky’s face made Sadaf
believe in him and she held her father’s hand. 

Now the two youngster’s started the fight. Both were muscular, strong and
bull-headed and in heat. Both knew, Sadaf was for taking for the winner. It
was like two lions fighting over mating rights with a lioness. The stakes were
really hot & high – I mean it.

Thanks to his observation, he knew that Dahiya was low on stamina, this he
had noticed in the matches where Dahiya used to lose breath pretty soon.
Dahiya tried to kick and punch his way out of the fight but Vicky braved
everything. And on one occasion he landed a good punch on his face. Dahiya
could see the stars in broad daylight. Vicky packed a very heavy punch. He
realized that Dahiya could hit but could not take it. With this knowledge he
changed the game plan, he allowed Dahiya to come close to hit him, but
when he would hit Vicky, he would return the compliment in full either with
hands or legs. A couple of good hits had ensured that Dahiya was panting for
breath. Seizing the opportunity, Vicky hurled a series of punches on him and
added a couple of kicks for good measure. This had him seriously disoriented.
The turn of events was unexpected for Dahiya and in a flash he was on
ground with his face buried in the soil. Vicky pinned him down with one knee
on his back and twisted his arm. With the other hand, he pushed his face
further down and shouted angrily “Dubaara aayega kabhi yahan (will u come
again here?)”

Dahiya shook his head. Such was his anger that Dahiya’s friends dare not
come close to him. He shouted at him again and said “Zor se bol (speak
loudly)”

Dahiya said “Nahin Aaoonga (will not come)”

With this, he let him go. Even in such a furious situation, he did not let go of
his cool. He did beat him but did not humiliate him beyond a point. Such was
his supremacy in the duel that he could have kicked him anywhere, anytime
or spit on him or pressed his face with his foot. But he did not do any of this.
The moment he heard Dahiya saying that he will vanish, he let him go. He
sat there and looked at Mr Khan. Mr Khan had a very thankful look on his
face and he came close to Vicky to have a good look at him. There were a
couple of marks of blows on his face. Much less than the marks he had left
on Dahiya’s body and definitely much less deeper the mark he had left in
Sadaf’s heart. 

Mr Khan said “Beta kya zaroorat thee (What was the need for this)”

“Zaroorat thee uncle – yeh kutte laat jaldi samajhte hain (There was the
need – these mongrels understand language of kicks faster)” replied Vicky.

Sadaf came close to him and placed her hand on his shoulder and said
“Thanks” he replied “you are welcome” and smiled. The smile was
reciprocated and he knew that he had touched the right string of her heart.

With this, Mr Khan pulled him and with an arm around his shoulders
proceeded to their residence. At home, Mr Khan thanked Vicky’s father and
his family. His father was concerned about the reputation of boys from
Munirka. Though he supported Vicky’s act fully but he had a genuine
concern. On further questioning, Vicky told him more about Dahiya and then
he could zero in on the boy. He was son of one “Masterji” in Munirka village.
He knew him well and Masterji also respected Vicky’s father a lot. In one
more way, his father’s goodwill and reputation had helped him. Now his
father was a bit easy that knowing Masterji, he knew he could control things
before they got out of hand. Fortunately, there was never a need to pull that
lever. 

Dahiya was out of her life for good measure. Both avoided playing against
each other. Soon he learnt that Dahiya had found a new doll, who was ready
to dance to his tunes. This assured him that Dahiya chapter was closed for
good.

There was a new found admiration for Vicky in Khans. Mrs Khan, Tina and
Sadaf joined Mr Khan in thanking them. They invited them to a sumptuous
dinner. Khans felt secure in the knowledge of having such a good family as
neighbours. They were worried about their daughter’s safety, but a good
neighbour is worth its weight in gold. And they definitely were. Vicky had
suddenly become the cynosure of Khan ladies. Vicky had an eye on all three
but he wanted to see what happens next. He did not want to lose them with
one wrong step. All the three had unique charm but for him the most coveted
one was Mrs Khan but he knew it was most dangerous as well. Of the two
daughters he found Sadaf more attractive. Her silky smooth dusky look and
voluptuous body and shiny hair was a turn on for him. With Dahiya episode
ending in his favour he was looking forward to the rewards.

Sadaf had progressed to 12th standard and was to face the 2nd round of
dreaded board exams. Vicky used to be at home all day, so his friends. As
summers start setting in Delhi in April, hence they used to get together to
play early morning and in evening. During the afternoon he would be home
watching t.v or sleeping. Tina and Sadaf would come together from school.
The staircase had a common door at the entrance at ground level for the two
flats. So if the door is bolted from inside and the two doors of terraces are
also bolted from inside, then the two quarters are pretty much safe from any
theft, burglary, salesman visit etc. So when they would press the bell
installed at the entrance, Vicky would come down to open the door and
welcome them. The two pretty lasses would brighten up his otherwise boring
afternoon. Mrs Khan was also a working woman so it would be Vicky and the
two beauties for the better part of the afternoon together. The terrace walks
at night were still on. 

This incidence happened 3-4 days after Dahiya episode and it was second
week of April. Sadaf and he were talking and walking on the terrace, no hand
holding nothing but walking together. There was nothing special but general
small talk. 

Then as it was bound to happen, she turned to him and hugged him. He also
embraced her encircling the voluptuous beauty in his arms. Her milk jugs
crashed against his chest and her head rested on his shoulder. His arms
across her back were holding her, tight enough to be near her and lose
enough to not look possessive. He felt the silkiness of her hair with one hand.
After being in such embrace, she moved back and said thanks once again.
Vicky replied “Your wish is my command, my lady” and bowed as a knight
would, this made her laugh. She was wearing an old t-shirt and a pair of
pyjamas. The twin peaks were looking more protruding owing to the slightly
tight t-shirt. The t-shirt may have been a couple years old, atleast. 

After that, they both sat on the entrance of terrace and she started talking
about how Dahiya used to ill-treat her and after his altercation with her
father, how she was afraid of him. She asked him why did he bet her in the
duel. Vicky explained of how he had noticed Dahiya was low on Stamina and
also he had a fair idea of his strength and only after calculation he had
deduced that he could beat him 9 times out of 10. He said that by raising the
stakes he had made him commit and he knew that this was their chance. He
said he would have never offered her as a prize as he never saw girls as
property. He would not have done even if she was his wife, let alone a
neighbour. Vicky said that he was actually looking to pick a fight with Dahiya
and his plan was to be seen with her after he beats him so that he gets the
message and gets lost. It was sheer chance that he saw them the other day
and took the plunge. Sadaf was convinced of what he said. He himself was
not.

Both sat there talking. At one point of time Vicky was looking straight up into
the sky and admiring the stars where as Sadaf had a look full of admiration
for him and was looking at him. He saw her through the peripheral vision.
The moment he turned his head towards her she started look up ahead and
avoided eye contact, it was as if she was caught red handed at some shop.

He said “Chalen? (shall we move)”

She nodded in the affirmative but kept on looking straight. He gathered some
courage and gave a small peck on her cheek and said “Good Night.” She did
not expect this and was startled and was silent for 4-5 seconds and then
looked at him and said good night.

A small milestone had been reached.

It was Sheetal’s birthday in 2nd half of April. Kapoors had organized a
birthday get together in the evening. Vicky’s parents were also invited but
they had to excuse themselves as they had to go to another relative’s. He
was allowed to go to Sheetal’s birthday instead of relatives, thereby marking
their presence at both the places. Vicky actually relished such an opportunity.

The birthday was on a Friday. The party was thrown on the same day.
Kapoors had a big house with a big terrace. The party was on the terrace
itself. It was a good gathering, mildly cool evening breeze had made the
evening that much more pleasant. He did not buy any gift for her but bought
a bouquet of flowers. At the anointed time he reached. There were only a
few people there at that time. Most of them known to him. Mr Kapoor
welcomed him in. He was smartly dressed. Next to meet him was Niti. She
had grown up to be quite a beauty and true to her form was quite popular
with boys at her college. She was about to finish her final year in college. Not
only boys but a couple of young professors as well. A grown up girl, so sexy
and so well endowed in all departments, was not fond of maintaining herself.
A slight focus on herself could have made her look divine. The boobs had got
bigger and the ass a bit fuller and rounder, may be due to some heavy duty
pounding. She was wearing a top and long skirt and was looking good
enough to eat. After his tryst with Sanju, Vicky was more attracted to grown-
up girls. A new hairdo of curls was adding to the personality apart from the
big bead necklace. The overall look mildly resembled that of a rebel but must
say the rebel was very hot looking. Vicky had thought of how she would look
nude, he had seen her partial nude but that was some time back.

The next female of Kapoor family he laid his eyes on was the Birthday Girl
herself. Dressed in a beautiful black coloured one piece dress, she was
looking so precious. The skirt was coming upto a couple of inches above her
knee and the halter top concealed more than it revealed but kept everyone
interested. He knew what she would want to have done to her but the
gathering prevented it. The dress was just loose enough to not look vulgar
and tight enough to accentuate the curves. The backless black dress was in
perfect contrast to her ivory smooth complexion. He went upto her and
presented a bouquet and hugged her. Due to the gathering around, this was
the maximum he could do. Knowing that they were classmates, nobody
minded the hug. (Those days hugs between people from opposite sexes were
not very common). Then there were her other relatives & neighbours,
beautiful people all around. Also present were some of his and her close
friends from school and he could recognize a few who stayed close-by and
were known to both them and Kapoors. And present there was Mr Gupta
(remember from the two lane incident), his wife and young son.
After exchanging pleasantries with all concerned, Sheetal, Vicky and group of
friends were standing in a corner talking about their holidays. Most of them
were planning to go on a vacation out of town. Even his Sheetal was thinking
on the same lines. Just then his eyes fell on a divine beauty. The lady was
dressed to kill. If this was not heavenly then he was lost for words. The
group of friends continued to talk but he could not take his eyes off her. He
would nod his head in agreement etc just to show that he is with them but all
the time the eyes had been zeroed in on the beauty. She was worth zeroing
in and was Sheetal’s mother.

She was dressed in a black and red transparent chiffon saree with a matching
red coloured blouse. The blouse, needless to say was sleeveless and was a
halter with a string around her neck holding it and at the bottom the extra
deep back blouse was held by a knot of two thin strips of cloth. Much like the
designer blouses we see on tv. These days such blouses are common for
parties but in those days it was nothing short of scandal. The creamy white
smooth shining skin was looking radiant. Vicky guessed that she was not
wearing a full petticoat but a short skirt or the saree was held at her waist
with some string. As Mrs Kapoor crossed a light source placed on ground,
shadow of two shapely legs was good enough indicator for him to decipher
the same. The tightly wrapped saree was encasing the full beautiful round
ass for everyone. The silky hair till mid back were open and a few strands
flying across the face with the evening breeze were providing a pleasant
sight. She was not thin but thanks to gym sessions in hotels had lost weight
in bad areas and retained the sensuous voluptuousness in the good areas of
body. Hence, she had the perfect figure. A fine specimen of healthy, hot,
sexy, female. The poor blouse was trying to do its best to encase the twin
beauties. The deep cleavage was for all to see who cared through the semi-
transparent saree and the halter blouse meant that the saree could not be
pinned to the shoulder which meant that the saree was in a perpetual state
of freefall owing to the silky smooth shoulder of the divine beauty. She was
having a hard time in holding her saree and the men / boys at the gathering
were hard in their trousers. 

Mr Gupta was the obvious lecher present. Mrs Gupta was a good lady, caring,
average looking but nothing compared to Mrs Kapoor. Everyone knew that Mr
Gupta was with her because of the money power of his in-laws and that she
was a government official and Mr Gupta was an average paid private sector
employee. He was just eyeing Mrs Kapoor and given an opportunity would
have mounted her. Perhaps everyone would have.

As the gathering increased, it got distributed in small groups of 4-5 each. The
family was attending to its guest. A couple of times Mrs Kapoor had asked
the children group on what they would like to have. Vicky would have loved
to say “You” but held it back.

The cake was cut – First pieces of the cake were given to her by family and
then it was Vicky’s turn for giving the cake. He gave a big piece of cake and
as they used to do in school smeared her face with the cake cream. She was
caught off-guard and everyone laughed. Their other classmates also joined in
the fun and smeared her face. Fortunately, the dress did not get spoiled. She
moved to her house down to wash off the cream. Vicky followed her. When
she about to wash off the cream with water, he stopped her and licked off
the cream from her face. It was a very erotic sight. Lick by lick all cream was
off her face. He licked her lips, cheeks, eyebrows, chin, nose, forehead. This
was enough to get her on a high and stimulate her to higher level of
eroticisms. As she was starting moaning, one call from upstairs brought her
to senses and she washed off her face. She turned to him and asked for her
birthday gift. He held her in embrace and cupped her beautiful ass cheeks
and said, pleasure in this hole would be your gift. She chuckled and said I will
wait for it and grabbed his crotch for a quick press.

Both returned together and the games started. It was music, food, games
keeping everyone occupied, however, Vicky’s eyes was looking for something
between Gupta and Mrs Kapoor. After about 10 minutes or so, when dinner
was served, Mrs Kapoor silently moved towards the staircase leading to their
home down. This was not unnatural, a very normal thing to do in the
situation, but she stood in the door way and looked in the oblivion for a few
seconds and then moved down. After say, 2-3 minutes Gupta also excused
himself and went towards the staircase and after a quick look around for not
being noticed proceed downstairs. He thought his movement had escaped
everyone, but actually Vicky had seen the trace and pattern of both the
movements downstairs. Now the third one to move down was Vicky himself.
He excused himself of using the washroom and casually moved downstairs.
Since he knew Kapoor’s house very well so he could use all the angles to
good effect. The door was not properly bolted from inside – perhaps not to
ignite any suspicion. Adjoining kitchen was a store (a pretty big sized) which
was not visible apart from one particular point and the best part was that due
to the party some furniture was rearranged so as to hide the vantage point of
vision to the store. Hence, Vicky positioned himself in such a way that he
could see the store. The door was open and he could see in. He could see
two shadows and then the shadows moved towards the part which was in his
clear sight. As expected it was Gupta and Mrs Kapoor. 

She was standing with his back towards him and he had his hands on her
bare shoulders. The pallu of the saree was in her hands (remember it was
not pinned). He could hear them talking in the hush tones.

Gupta : “Just once Shalu” (Mrs Kapoor’s first name was Shalini)

She replied in negative “Koi aa jaayega” (someone would come)

Gupta : “Nobody is here – kaun aayega – sab uppar hain” (who will come –
all others are upstairs) Cannot control – you are looking too hot.

She kept silent. 

He started kissing the nape of her neck and shoulders with his right hand
finding the route to her gorgeous right breast. She did not move. He pressed
it very roughly which jolted her. She tried to wriggle away but to no awail.

Gupta : Ek bar dori khol do taaki main choos loon, aaj control nahin ho raha,
ek baar to choos lene do – hamesha uppar se hee daba paya hoon (He
wanted her to loosen the string holding the blouse behind her back so that
he could suck them and that it would be first time as she did not proceeded
further than fondling)

Perhaps the situation and the naughtiness of the whole act had made her
more daring. She turned towards him, the pallu of the saree was still in her
hand. Gupta made a move towards the beautiful deep cleavage and licked
the entire length of cleavage with his tongue. Vicky did not expect such a
sensuous move from Gupta. Just then Gupta started mauling her melons. She
moved back and brought her other hand in front of her ample bossom to
stop him and said “aise mat karo, blouse kharab ho gayega toh koi samajh
lega. Ok main sirf ek minute ke liye string kholungi, moonh par kiss mat
karma, makeup kharab ho jaayega aur bakiyon ko shaq ho jaayega” (don’t
do this, if the blouse gets crumpled, someone would guess. Don’t kiss my
face as make up will be smeared and someone will start snooping. I am
opening the strings only for one minute)

This was music to both sets of ears (Gupta’s and Vicky’s). And then it
happened. She had a quick look around and untied the string behind her
back and let the blouse fall down. The base of the blouse was still intact
hence the scene was that the two pieces of trying to cover two beautiful
mountains had fallen down and were hanging below the base of the boobs.
Gupta just sucked the boobs like there was no tomorrow and Vicky was left
gaping at the beauty and audacity of the lady. They were much more than
handful. Gupta’s hands were not able to cover them, infact one-third of them
were visible. The creamy white soft skinned boobs had a very slight sag
which added to the beauty but by and large they were very upright. The
aerolas were of light golden brown in colour and nippies also came in same
shade. With the erotic situation, the nippies had become tight and stiff and
he thought a bit longer as well. He was sucking them like a child while she
had her eyes closed and was enjoying the man. Gupta had in the meanwhile
encircled her with her arms with his hands moving on to the other beautiful
globes, the ass globes and pressed them over her saree.

He gave them one small bite which brought her back to senses and she
disengaged leaving Gupta gaping for breath and boobs. Vicky had his dick
rock hard during the process and he admired the divine beauty. This lady, he
thought, was made to be fucked only. He pushed Gupta a bit away and
asked him to go back unless someone would come and when he begged for
more, she promised her more sometime later. With that promise Gupta
turned back and left for terrace. The hottie moved to her bedroom, looked
herself in the mirror, tided up her looks and went up. Vicky got up from his
hideout, went to toilet, relieved himself and went upstairs pleased with two
facts. One that Gupta had not madeout with her and secondly that she is
there for the taking, if he pressed the right buttons.

He knew that the moves would have to be played quickly if he wanted the
divine sex object. As the evening progressed and people started dwindling
there was one occasion when he and Mrs Kapoor were standing in corner and
he was helping her. Between the small talk that they were engaged in, he
slipped in “Aunty aapko apne blouse aur make up ki bahut chinta raheti hai”
(Aunty you are worried about your blouse and make up). This caused the
bells to ring in her mind very loudly and a smile on his face. He said good
night and moved to his friends group and after exchanging a few jokes
started to leave and once turned back to see his diving beauty who in turn
was locked onto him. Both pair of eyes met, one set startled and the other
one triumphant. He judged that he had pressed the right buttons and a few
more of those and he would have her sooner than later. But he would have
to move quickly on this.

The next day, Saturday, Sheetal called him up and asked for the present.
How shameless she had become - he thought and told her that she can come
and collect it on Monday. She replied “won’t you deliver it.” He said “I had
come for mine – you will have to come for yours.” Both laughed at it. Him
being on vacation with nobody for a few hours in both the flats (his and
Khans) meant there was a lot of privacy for them. 

The next evening, he went to the market and happened to meet Sheetal
there all alone. Both exchanged greetings and after doing the purchase, he
took her to the nearby park and both of them sat there. He turned the topic
to the party and she said how many gifts she had got etc., he replied “wait
for mine – it will be best,” her response was “pata hai – bada hoga” (I know,
it would be big) she referred to her dick. Making of a hot slut.

Deliberately he moved the course of discussions to her mother.

Vicky : “Teri mom mein bahut change aaya hai” (Your mom has changed a
lot)

Sheetal : “I know”

Vicky : “Hotel ki naukri?” (hotel job?)

Sheetal : “Yes. Business Development mein attractive hona padhta hai” (you
have to be attractive in business development)

Vicky : “Any other change?”

Sheetal : “She attends a lot of parties. Male friends zyada ho gaye hain (she
has a lot more male friends now) Salary bhi bahut badh gayi hai (salary has
increased a lot)

Vicky : “your dad?”

Sheetal : “Jabse dad job se business mein shift hue aur usmein loss hua –
tabse he has started ignoring small things. Mummy ki salary se bahut help
hoti hai (since dad moved to business from a job and lost money in business
– he knows the mom’s salary is of a big help). He ignores these things.

Sheetal : He has seen her a few times in company of senior bosses but has
learnt to accept the nature of business development job.

To Vicky it translated into - he turned a blind eye as long as his wife made
money even if it meant screwing the whole office. This had put a lot in
perspective but Gupta was still a mystery. How could that joker could get his
hands on this beauty. 

He enquired “Aunty ko hotel mein job kaise milee?” (how did she get the job
in hotel?)

“Gupta uncle ki vajah se” (because of Gupta uncle).

Now the whole scene was clear. Gupta wanted his fees in kind, she having
tasted success in hotel did not need him much but could not ignore him
completely.

He gave her a quick kiss on lips when he thought nobody was seeing and
came back home.

Post dinner he went to the terrace for the walk. Sadaf was also present. The
usual talk started and she asked her about the birthday party etc. After
talking for walking for about half an hour, they decided to move back to their
homes. He took a step forward but she did not move. He looked at her, she
said “you are forgetting something,” he did not understand, she pointed at
her cheek, he smiled and gave a good night peck on her cheek and she also
returned the same. Both smiled and now moved together. One more
milestone reached.

It was Monday morning, his parents had gone to their offices, Khans had
gone to theirs. Tina and Sadaf had left for their schools earlier so it had left
Vicky all alone. He was impatiently waiting for Sheetal. He had to give the
gift. At the stroke of 11am, the doorbell rang. He went downstairs and
opened the staircase door. It was Sheetal, as expected. Conservatively
dressed in a top and a full length skirt. They climbed the stairs and entered
his flat. He closed the door behind him and stood there admiring her
beautiful ass globes. She turned and said “kya dekh rahe ho” (what are you
looking at), he replied “place of gift delivery.” 

Sheetal had been to his house a few times, she knew the placement of the
furniture etc and went straight to the fridge for water. He did not move, was
intrigued by her movements. She was drinking water and letting a bit fall on
her top. The top was more like a cotton t-shirt straining itself to the full to
conceal the evergrowing boobs. He saw that the cotton t-shirt had revealed
lack of any bra. The top was stuck onto the boobies and the wet nippies
stuck out proudly. He said “neeche bhi khaali hai na” (you are not wearing
any panty). She said “kaise delivery man ho, location bhi nahin jaante” (what
sort of delivery man you are – don’t even know the location). He smiled and
swore to himself that the girl is in for a big time fuck.

He went behind her held her with his arms crossing just under her boobs and
brought his face down to kiss the nape and earlobes. This got her going, if
there was ever a need to do this for getting her going. She closed her eyes
and let her head rest on his chest whilst his hands started the massage of the
boobs. The movement of his crotch behind her got the ass globes into an
harmonic motion. Vicky kept on kissing her, moved to her cheeks and with
one hand turned her face towards him and pressed his lips on hers. The hand
went back to their favoured place of boobs. The tongues found each other
within no time and saliva tasting started. Very reluctantly one of the hands
found its way down on top of her crotch area and pressed her pussy from top
of her skirt. Gentle massage of boobs, pubic region and heavy duty
smooching was getting too much for her also and she was getting weak in
the knees. It was not the first time that he did this to her, but it always made
her weak. She had small time flings with other boys as well (nobody went
beyond kissing and boob pressing) but the effect he had on her was
extraordinary.

He lifted her to the bedroom and placed her on the double bed. It was a
sight with her legs towards him and hair covering parts of her face and the
top crumbling up to expose the sexy navel. He just caught the bottom of the
skirt and started pulling in down. The elastic band skirt started its journey
south. The band of the skirt came down to reveal her naked pubic area (as
he had guessed) and slowly it covered the journey from thighs to knees to
shin and then feet and off it went. It was a very erotic sight with Sheetal with
only her top covering her modesty. You can say, for solidarity, Vicky also
removed his shorts and underwear. Even he was only in a t-shirt. He pulled
her by her legs towards her and her mouth came close to his ever hard tool.
As the reflex, perhaps, the mouth engulfed the top of the big cock and the
tongue started the magic. The dick got harder and the top of the dick got
bigger. But the mouth was still at work. He kept his hand behind her back
and was also gyrating to a rhythm. As she was busy sucking, he pulled off
her top and his also. Now both the kids were in birthday suites. She had also
mastered the art of sucking, would have been a professional – he thought.
After 10 minutes of sucking, she looked up, as if begging for her gift. He was
nowhere near cumming, she used to continue for longer periods but this time
round it was the anticipation which was ruling her mind.

He also got on the bed with her and spread her legs. The inviting pussy was
there for him. As per his practice of some time, he went down licking it with
his tongue doing the wonders to her. The hands found their natural resting
pillows (her boobs) and kept on mauling them for good effect. The touches
of the tongue to the pussy and the anticipation of the impending ass fuck
was making her crazy, suddenly she tightened her leg grip around his head.
This was an indication to him that she was about to cum. And came she did.
This time the fountain of juices was let lose on him and he was all to eager to
lap up the nectar. He then inserted his finger in her pussy and rotated them a
bit. She was in throes of passion. He took the fingers drenched in her love
juices out and saw them glistening. He again inserted them and further
rotated them and took them out and this time headed straight for her ass
hole. This was new to her and that made it clear that the time had come.
One finger in startled her and she was now thinking of his big dick inside.
She was both thrilled and worried of the prospect.

He turned her around and with one swift motion lifted her in such a manner
that she was on her knees sitting upright. He positioned himself behind her
such that he was also on his knees with his upright cock touching her hips.
One hand went to the boobs and the other one to the pussy mound and he
kept massaging the both interspersed with kisses on her face, nape, lips etc.
When he was sure that she was sufficiently aroused, he motioned her to go
down on all fours. This was the time they both were waiting for. It was like
an athlete on his marks waiting for the bullet for the 100mtr dash. With his
cock as hard as a iron rod, he proceeded towards the unchartered territory.
He looked at the beautiful creamy white ass globes of Sheetal with a very
small asshole and also could see the pussy lips. As he moved forward, the
long rod touched the pussy lips. This made Sheetal turn her head back to him
and say “yahan nahin – yahan” (not here but there) pointing to her asshole.
He had a look at her hole, it was too small for the raging manhood, she
would die he thought. At first he took one finger and inserted in, Sheetal felt
it but did not show any pain. Next he inserted the other finger with great
difficulty which made her writher in pain and said “nahin (no)” and when he
took the fingers out, she again said “nahin,” first no was for pain and second
one for pleasure sought. But he had a genuine problem at hand. They had
about 1.5hours with them till Sadaf and Tina returned. Friction and oiling
concept of physics came in handy for him. He fingered her pussy for ever
flowing juices. Then he inserted two fingers in her hole. This time it was less
painful for her. Now he started a simple motion of the fingers very slowly.
She felt her asshole walls stretched but she enjoyed the pain. As she got
used to the stretching he inserted the third finger which made her feel that
the hole would tear apart. He did not move the fingers but let them be there.
With the other hand the boob massage continued. The boob massage
coupled with ass fingering was having the desired effect on her. She felt a
feeling of exploding orgasms in her. After the fingers were for about two
minutes he moved them gently. By now the inner walls had created space for
them. She felt the pain but it was not the excruciating pain as earlier. Slowly
he removed his fingers and picked up a Vaseline jar and put a few drops of
the lotion on his dick and also a few drops in her hole and proceeded. The
big knob of the dick was much bigger than the fingers, so he put extra lotion.
As the knob reached the doorway to heaven he pushed it in very slowly,
thanks to fingering earlier, the hole was primed for heavy duty penetration.
As the knob went in, he stopped. Sheetal felt as if the eyes would come out
of her sockets. She started breathing heavily, as he asked “rokun kya”
(should I abort) she waived her hands indicating no. Come what may she
wanted her pleasure – what a slut he thought.

It took her hole about 4-5 minutes to adjust the knob. He put more lotion on
his dick and the other hand found the pussy juices and he massaged his dick
with it. When he felt that the dick is sufficiently lubricated, he pushed it in
very slowly. Centimeter by centimeter about half of his dick was in her.
Which meant about 3.5-4 inches of it was still outside. For his age he had a
big dick (about 8 inches long and pretty thick as well). Sheetal was feeling
the dick inside and she felt it big. It was hurting but she was enduring the
pain. Gradually he took it out by a couple of inches and pushed it in. It felt
good. So slow motions started the pleasure for her and as the dick kept on
going in she kept feeling the painful pleasure. It now reached a stage where
his balls were hitting her. Gradual motions had picked up speed and had
developed a rhythm. 

It was a sight to behold. A nubile young beauty on her fours with ass cheeks
pointing towards her lover, her hair swaying to the motion of humping and
the eyes closed trying to savour the pleasure. The big boobies moving in all
directions as if they had a mind of their own and ass moving up and down in
order to maintain the rhythm. The dog like fucking was too good for both of
them. She felt the juices flowing again in her and he at one time made it a bit
rough by pulling her hair and increasing the momentum. She had come in
her pussy but there was no stopping him. With one hand she ensured that
the juices did not wet the bedsheet and massaged it on her thighs. He saw
her and his hand reached her pussy mounds and he again inserted his fingers
and took them out wet and spread the juice on her ass hole. The pitch had
picked up, both were gyrating vigorously and then he exploded. He came in
her and felt that he never came that much. Rope after rope the cum was
shot in the tiny extended hole. She felt filled but what it did was his dick was
rinsed in his own cum and small droplets formed a stream down her thigh.
She could feel it and she placed her hand on her thigh and picked it up and
sucked it in. What a slut he thought. 

With so much lubrication, he started again. This time pain was less both for
him and her and more pleasurable. She was more active participant this time
as the focus was more on enjoyment rather than the pain she was facing.
The swish-swish sound of the extra cum in her asshole meant that it was
fully greased and well oiled. The effort required to let the monster dick go in
was less than the first time. The asshole walls had well accommodated the
tool. Vicky held her hair and pulled the head up. Slowly the momentum
increased. The movement boobs swinging away to glory increased. Vicky
mauled them with one hand with the other still holding her mane just in
manner of controlling a horse’s movement. The passion was getting to him
and her. Both had turned very aggressive in their love making. He was
humping the piston with great gusto and she was also in the mood. The
sound of moans had increased. The in out movements of the rock hard dick
was giving her immense pleasure alongwith pain. The nubile bodies were
enjoying their journey into hereto unchartered waters.

Vicky let go of her mane and moved the hand towards her pussy. A couple of
digits had found their way inside the folds of pussy lips. The fingers were
doing wonders for her. The circular motion of digits ensured that the
sensitive skin was giving her extreme pleasures. The torment was unbearable
for Sheetal. The mauling of her sensitive boobies which Vicky had mastered
over last few years coupled with penetration in both the holes was becoming
unbearable for her though the enjoyment and pleasure she was deriving out
of it was unimaginable. Her face was a portrait for wanton lust. The eyes
were closed, the lips were slightly open forming an “O” and the whole body
was glistened with the sweat generated by some heavy duty movement. She
was matching Vicky in his stroke making by moving her gorgeous full round
ass up and down. She was a very willing and passionate partner in this teen
love making.

She felt the now well known feeling of approaching the orgasm. The legs
tightened the grip around his hand. Her body started to shake, all too well
known to him. The pussy juices flooded and wetted his fingers. She had cum
he had not. He continued the motion of piston and boob mauling. The fingers
drenched in love juices had not eased the torment. She could not even feel
the relief after an orgasm. The passionate sex was making her crazy. She
was in such a state of ecstasy which no drug could achieve. After pounding
for another 5-7 minutes, he felt the familiar feeling in his balls. He came in by
the liters and so did she. It was the second time for her in this spell. She felt
his cum in her already much filled hole. 

He brought his dick out and spread the oozing cum from her hole on her ass
and boobs. He inserted his fingers in her holes to extract all love juices and
cum possible. The mixture of juices and cum was then spread on her body.
He paid special attention while spreading it over her boobies and ass. To add
to the sheen of love juices was the sweat. He thought that the combination
was the best possible polish for human body. The lovers then lay on bed in
each other’s arms and said “Happy Birthday Sheetal.” 

She replied “It was the best birthday present she ever had.”

What a slut – he thought.

She tried to stand up but was feeling very sore in her asshole. It was painful
when she tried to walk around. He suggested that she should join him on the
bed and move only after some time when the body had adjusted itself. She
agreed and joined him. He was spooning her, with his crotch on her ass
globes and the hand making circles round her pussy area and the other hand
finding its favourite resting place. She was feeling very secure and very
peaceful in his arms.

Vicky wanted to know more about her mother. 

He said “Tu aur Niti aunty pe gaye ho” (you and Niti – her sister – resemble
your mother)

She said “Haan” (Yes)

He said “Wohi bade bade mumme and pyaari see ass” (same style – big
boobs and lovely ass)
She said “Oye – u r talking about my mother’

“I cannot help it – she is damn hot. Teri Birthday party par sab unko dekh
rahe they – tune notice nahin kiya?” (Everyone was eyeing her at your
Birthday party – didn’t you notice that)

Sheetal lowered her voice and said “I did”

She turned her head towards her and he kissed on lips. Soon tongues found
their partnership and the saliva exchanging session started. The hand on the
boobs started its magic and so did the one making circles near her crotch.

He then disengaged leaving her gasping for breath and love.

He again moved to her mother “I did not like the way Gupta was looking at
her”

She said “he is a lecher – he eyes mom and Niti”

“Ek baat toh kaheni padegi – your mom has become too hot - I don’t blame
Gupta,” said he.
“Uncle kaise react karte hain (how does uncle react)” he deliberately wanted
to revisit this topic.

“He is not so dominant” 

“What about Niti”

“Woh azaad panchhi ban gayi hai – mummy kuchh nahin kahetin usse – usko
bhi mom ke baare mein pata hai” (she is now a free bird – mom doesn’t say
anything to her – she knows about mom)

“Ek baat poochoon, bura toh nahin manogi” (should I ask something, you
may feel bad?) he asked

“Haan poocho, nahin maanongi – but continue the good work of hands” (you
may ask – wont take it in a wrong way)

The hands started the usual pleasure technique. She felt the pleasure.

“Kabhi aunty ko kisi ke saath dekha hai?” (have you seen her with someone)

She kept quiet. He thought this is it – he has blown it away. Just as he was
about to say sorry, she said “Haan” (yes)

She then elaborated that once she had gone to a hotel. It was an
unscheduled visit. There she had seen her, surrounded by 3 men, it was
supposed to be business development meet. The meeting was successful.
Each one shook her hand gave a quick peck on her cheek. Then one of them
had proceeded to the reception and had asked for a room. Meanwhile her
mother asked them to sign the papers. Once done, she put the papers in her
purse. After a shortwhile, the one who had gone to get the room signaled
success and the four of them moved towards the lift. The men had taken the
liberty to give a quick squeeze on her ass globes and boobies while entering
the lift.

After that she had come out of hotel with a sickening feeling in her stomach.
She had tried broaching the subject to her father but stopped once he said
that his wife’s additional salary and incentives were of great help to the
house.

He kept quiet but smiled. 

She said “Tum chup ho gaye ho” (you have become silent)

He said “nothing to say”

He looked at the clock and almost shrieked. It was about time for Sadaf and
Tina to come back from school and as per habit they may drop in for a quick
chit chat. Over last few days (specially after Dahiya fight) three of them used
to have lunch together.

He asked her to proceed and lied to her “Mummy may come – she was
saying that she may take a half day today”

She understood his anxiety and started wearing clothes, but not before a 2-3
minutes kissing and boob & ass pressing session leaving her gasping for
more.

She was moving very gingerly but finally managed to find her stride and said
before leaving “Thanks again for the present.”

Sadaf and Tina managed to miss her only by a few minutes. Vicky saw his
bedroom. The bedsheet was full of stains of love juices and cum. There was
no way in the world that he could have let his mother see the sheet. It would
kill him.

He picked up the sheet from the bed and spread the Vaseline wherever he
saw the stain. He would then lie that he spread the Vaseline as he lost the
grip. He then put it in the washing machine and washed it. The bedsheet was
then duly hung on wire on the terrace to find some sun shine. The stained
parts were deliberately rubbed again with hands so as to remove them fully.

He then had lunch with Tina and Sadaf. But all the time he was thinking
about Mrs Kapoor. He had to go in for the kill. In the evening his parents
came, he told them about Vaseline spilling incident. He got the usual round
of words. Nothing major but only guidance. His parents were happy that he
managed to wash the bed sheet. It was the first time he had done that. His
mother was also surprised but not suspicious. Necessity is the mother of
invention he thought.

He went out with his friends in the evening and forgot about everything in a
fiercely fought football game. He was on the winning side. Everything that
day was going as per script.

After his dinner, he went for his usual terrace round. He found Sadaf waiting
for him. He realized that the fortunate day had made him forget about the
hottie Sadaf. It was Mrs Kapoor for him now but ignoring his gorgeous
beauty would be an insult to God. They spoke the usual things. One more
round of thanks from her regarding Dahiya issue, prompted him to say “yaar
dahiya ka thanks bahut ho gaya (you have thanked me enough regarding
Dahiya) – I feel odd – that chapter is closed – forget it”
She smiled and say ok. 

But he joined in with a quick repartee “Kya hai sirf shabdon ka hee thanks
hai” (is it thanks only with words) and started laughing. She joined in the
laughter.

As it was nearing the time to go back it was time for good night kiss. This
time it was she who initiated it. As she came close to kiss him on his cheek,
he moved his face so that he got a small peck bang on his lips. This startled
her but she did not object and was there to receive the peck on her cheek.
Another milestone reached.

After a couple of days, Vicky had gone to Sheetal’s house, more in

anticipation of finding her mother than her. God was kind to her. Sheetal was
not there but her mother was definitely there in a well fitted body hugging
salwar kameez. The suit was tightly stitched to enhance the curves. His x-ray
vision eyes could still see the boobs. The image of boobs at Sheetal’s party
was still very vivid. The body hugging salwar kameez was of deep cut and
showed about 3 inches of beautiful cleavage for all who cared to see. The
tight salwar was wrapped on the legs and accentuated the thighs and curves.
The ass globes were also prominent in the appearance. All in all – made to
fuck.

She welcomed him in but avoided eye contact. She told him that Sheetal had
gone somewhere and would be back only after 2hrs. She would have liked to
him to go away there and then but he asked permission to use toilet. He
went in and came out. As obligation she had to invite him to sit and asked if
he wanted something to drink / eat. As he wanted to prolong the
conversation, he said “kuch thanda chalega” (something cold). 

She brought in a glass of cold soft drink and a few cookies for good measure.
She sat down and started the usual nothings.

He was sipping the drink pretty slowly to extend his stay. He looked very
confident and calm though inside he was waiting for her to start something. 

He said “Aunty aap jab se hotel mein gayin hain aapme bahut change aaya
hai – abto aap ke darshan bhi nahin hote” (since you have joined the hotel,
you have changed a lot – we hardly get to see you)

“Kya change” (what change)

“Cannot pin point – but there is some change definitely”

To this she started smiling.

After this she got silent. Gave him an intense look and said “usdin makeup ki
kya baat thee”(what did you say about make-up)

This was what he was dying to hear. He could not let go of this chance. He
kept quiet and very carefully thought of the words to use.

“I also mentioned blouse” he looked at her sternly and said.

She was like a rabbit caught in lights “Oh” she said and looked down.

“I saw you and Gupta uncle” he spilled the beans.

“Kya karma chahate ho” (what you want to do)

“I don’t know – but uncle will not like it”

“Kaun maanega” (who’ll believe)

“Sheetal and Niti for starters and Mrs Gupta”

The moment he mentioned Mrs Gupta, the game changed. Now there was
serious threat of a bad name and Gupta being in danger may act funny.

“Chup rahe sakte ho” (Can you remain silent)

“You can buy it”

“Money?”

“No”

“Then”

“Payment has to be in kind – you look very hot since you have joined hotel”
even he was surprised at the bargaining he was doing.

“OK – can you come on Friday at 2pm – there would be nobody then – we
can think of something” she offered.
He nodded and left. God was very kind on him – he thought and smiled.

At the terrace things were progressing between him and Sadaf, albeit a bit
slowly. On Thursday terrace walk, when it came to bidding good-night. He
gave a small peck right on her lips. Even the previous two nights he was
turning his face right on the button and getting it on lips. She did not say
anything and kept quiet for a few seconds and suddenly got on her toes and
gave a small peck on his lips and left the terrace quickly smiling. Another
milestone reached.

It was Friday morning. He was a bit restless since morning. He was smelling
something fishy about the whole thing. He never expected Mrs Kapoor to
give in so easily. There was something but what he did not know.

She asked her to come at 2pm but due to curiosity, he left home and went to
the park near her house at about 1230pm itself. Though it was blistering hot
in late April, he managed to find some shade under a group of Peepal trees.
It was very comfortable there and he could keep an eye on her house as
well.

At about 1.15pm he turned his head and saw a car being parked about
200yds from Sheetal’s house. Out came Gupta and started his walk towards
her house. Although the road was straight, he deliberately took the long
route to not to arouse suspicion. Mark of a thief. So this was the game. He
understood. She had called Gupta to threaten Vicky into submission. She
thought a few slaps / punches would be enough for the kid. Little did she
know about his strength both in field and bed.

Exactly at 2pm he rung the door bell and Mrs Kapoor opened the door and
invited him in.

She was wearing a light blue coloured semi transparent saree and a deep
cut, sleeveless white blouse. The silky hair were tied in a pony tail. 

As he went in the drawing room, he saw Gupta and let out a smirk.

“Kuchh loge” (would you take something) she asked

“Aap jaante ho mujhe kya chaahiye (you know what I want)”

Suddenly Gupta erupted and warned him of dire consequences if he did not
keep his mouth shut. He was shouting at Vicky. He kept silent for sometime.
“Gupta (uncle had gone missing – no respect) teri biwi ko bataa doon (should
I tell your wife)”

Even Gupta was taken aback by his direct approach but managed to threaten
him. “Tu mujhe nahin jaanta – haath pair tudwa doonga – tere baap ki bhi
haalat kharab karwa doonga” (you don’t know me – I will get your limbs
broken – will get your father beaten up)

Gupta did not know what blunder he had committed by bringing his father in
equation. In a flash he got up and gave a tight slap and hurled a volley of
punches right on his face.

“Harami tu toh kisi aur se pitwaayega – main teri gaand abhi todhta hoon”
(you bastard will get me beaten up by someone – I will kick your ass right
now) “Maderchod daddy ka naam leta hai” (motherfucker you took my dad’s
name) saying this he again slapped him. Such was his force that Gupta fell
down and was on all fours to balance himself. True to his word, Vicky gave a
ferocious kick on his ass which made him go flat on the floor. Vicky was
hissing with anger and had not finished as yet. He stepped on his face with
his right foot and shouted “Behenchod – dubaara mere saamne aaya ya meri
family ko kucch karne ka socha toh saale teri biwi ke saamne tujhe nanga
karke maaroonga. Teri biwi tujhe na support kare toh teri aukat kya hai”
(Sisterfucker – If you cross my path again or even think of doing harm to my
family, I will make you naked and hit you in front of your wife. Without your
wife’s support you are nothing). Saying this he hurled a lot of abuses. He had
not disgraced Dahiya then for Sadaf but for Mrs Kapoor he had hit Gupta less
but disgraced him more. Both the prizes were worth fighting for.

“Harami Bol” (bastard – say something)

“Mujhe maaf kar do” (I am sorry) said Gupta

“Sun – kapoor family mein se kisi ke pass mat dikhiyo” (listen – don’t come
close to anyone from kapoor family)

Such was his ferocity and anger in language that Gupta dare not turn back
and left like a dog with tail between its legs.

He went ahead and closed the door and bolted it from inside. Mrs Kapoor
was standing close to a high table and looking into the mirror on the wall.
The hands were resting on the table and the head position indicated that she
had thrown in the towel. It was like she was some prize he had won or worse
his slave.
Hitting Gupta was much easy, the moment he had mentioned his father,
things went in auto pilot mode. Now proceeding from here was much
difficult. He went and stood close to her left side and said nothing. For a few
minutes both didn’t flex a muscle. She waited for him and he for her.

Then to break the ice, he went to refrigerator, pulled out a bottle of water,
brought two glasses and poured water. Very silently, he then placed the glass
before her and asked her to drink. He waited for a few seconds and then said
“It would be impolite to drink before a lady does.”

She turned to look at him and gave a weak smile but picked up the glass.
That was one positive development he thought. They stood for few more
minutes side by side.

The lady was the one to break the silence.

“Ab kya” (now what)

He didn’t know what to say, he managed to say “you know” 

Another round of 5-7 minutes of deafening silence.

Then he managed to say “Aapki marzi ke khilaaf kuchh nahin hoga” (nothing
against your wish). While saying this he brought his right arm around her
right shoulder. Due to the deep, sleeveless blouse he was able to touch her
skin for the first time. Just like silk he thought. She didn’t flex a muscle. He
didn’t know how to interpret this.

He again cleared his throat and said “Ab Gupta nahin aayega” (Now Gupta
won’t come)

She nodded her head in the affirmative. Good progress. With this he
tightened the grip across the shoulder. She didn’t move. 

Now he moved in behind her. With both the hands resting on her shoulders.
He towered over her by a few inches. She looked in the mirror and did not
say anything. 

He said “I don’t blame Gupta – you are too hot”

She didn’t reply but looked at the mirror. Both pair of eyes met and he
decided to venture further. He reasoned that since Sheetal enjoyed the nape
kissing and light boob massage to get into the mood, there was chance that
her mother may enjoy the same. With this great Einstein Logic he proceeded.
He moved the pony to one side and planted his lips on the soft nape of her
neck. She arched her shoulders but did not make much effort to move out.
Not the one to waste time, he landed a few more wet ones on the nape and
meanwhile the right hand started its journey towards the coveted boob. The
pallu of the saree was on the left shoulder which meant the blouse covered
right boob had one less layer of covering. The tentative right hand
commenced its journey and was a bit jittery when it reached its destination.
The lips were still locked to the nape, but not wetting it or kissing it, she was
breathing heavily with heavy bosom having a protruded up-down movement,
it seemed the time had stopped for both. 

The shivering hand softly touched the coveted boob and pressed it silently.
The lips had started the kisses and the breathing had become less heavy. It
was as if a movie had come to life after a pause. The boob was big (he
knew), soft but firm. The nipples had also become firm. He did not move his
hand and kept it there. He had guessed it right. She was weak with this
combination of nape kissing and boob work. The hand now was now full on
her right boob and massaging it gently. He had big hands but still then a
decent part was out of its coverage area. A different type of coverage area
problem than these days but this coverage area problem everyone would
love to have.

After a few seconds she said “Nahin (no)” but made feeble attempts to
wriggle free. Due to this her ass-set had come in contact with his crotch and
she could feel the size covered by the twin layer of undergarment and
trousers. The feeble attempts to wriggle out of his grip resulted in a beautiful
rub between her ass globes and his hard tool. She was going weak in her
knees.

He decided to press in the advantage. Both the hands had covered the twin
peaks of glory with his lips wetting either side of neck and paid some
attention to ear lobes as well. This was close to heaven if not anything else.
The light mauling of boobs made her go further weak in knees and press her
ass more into him. He was massaging the boobs with his palms but making
circles around the blouse & bra covered nipples. This boy knows a lot she
thought. She was his – he thought. 

Now with a safe knowledge of having her under control, he turned her
towards him and now for the first time since Gupta left they made direct eye
to eye contact. She was pressed between him and the table with ass now in
direct contact with table. He took her face in his hands and lifted it towards
him and both set of quivering lips came in contact. At first she was not
opening her mouth but after continued pressure she gave in. The tongues
exchanged touches and saliva with Vicky moving very expertly between
upper and lower lip and tongue. The hands still were enjoying the much
bigger boobies and as the kiss progressed, she relaxed and was fully into the
union. The hands were finding it difficult to decide on which set of globes to
be given preference. They were oscillating between the well rounded heavy
ass and beautiful bosom. In between he was kissing all over her face, her
neck, the upper bosom and then back to lips. With the passionate foreplay in
full swing and the saree pallu off from her shoulder he looked at 3-4 inches
of divine cleavage. Like an expert he first started kissing the bosom region
around the cleavage wetting them thoroughly and then the lick started. He
placed his tongue at the first button of the hook at launched the journey to
the north. Millimeter by millimeter he proceed, filling the cleavage with his
rich saliva and savouring in the moment. He was making love to her like a
super lover and the age difference was adding spice to the fun. He was doing
to her which no other had been able to. Most of them at the hotel were
focused only on the intercourse with little concern on the foreplay. Vicky was
definitely better than them. The fuse was off in the lady’s mind and she
pressed his head into her cleavage and he pressed his hands on her ass
globes. Just when it seemed the clothes would be off in no time, the stupid
clock pendulum decided to strike 4 times indicating 4pm time. This brought
her back to some sense and she asked him to stop.

She said “Ab bas” (now stop) – “baaki baad mein” (rest later) It was music to
his ears. She was now for his to take. She told him that its four and after
some time she is expecting a few guests and even he should leave lest his
parent may find it odd him not being at home. Nobody should have
suspicion.

He understood and knew it can be a long drawn affair. Like a child he

request her for 5 more minutes, she wanted him to continue for five hours
not minutes but time factor resulted in the 2 minute bargain. He went in for
the favourite boobs and when he tried to open the hooks, she stopped his
hand. He got the message and continued the mauling over the blouse only
and the kissing all over her face, neck, exposed parts of bosom and
shoulders. She was also enjoying it a lot but asked him to stop after good 3-
4minutes. 

He asked “promise”

She said “promise”

With this she told him that since she would be on a late afternoon duty for a
fortnight from Monday onwards they could meet for a couple of hours or so
at her place from 11hrs onwards. He gave a curious look asking about Niti
and Sheetal. She told him that they are going out on vacation to their
relatives in Darjeeling (West Bengal) for about a month. She swore him to
secrecy which he was more than willing and ready. He also wanted to avoid
trouble. 

With this he came out with a permanent 3 inch smile on his face but not
before a quick kiss, boob press and ass grab before the door closed. As the
door closed, she thought of what she had promised, but then reasoned, she
had pleasured others for her growth and business but now she can pleasure
herself with the boy. This will also add to the spice in her life. 

What a horny lady – like mother, like daughter – he thought.

He reached home well in time for his parents to arrive. As he pressed the bell
from downstairs, Tina came down to open the door of the staircase. He was
following her while climbing up and the eyes were fixed on her gorgeous ass
but decided to wait for the opportune time.

He went to the terrace for the post dinner session thinking can he get his
hands on the two most coveted sets of boobs on the same day. He was half
way there.

Sadaf came and he looked at her. She was wearing her school skirt, reaching
upto 3 inches above the knee and a t-shirt which was straining to the hilt as
it was Tina’s. The next two days were offs (sat-sun) for Sadaf and Tina,
hence Sadaf came in her skirt.

The usual talk started with the topic again going back to Dahiya. This time
round he did not stop her. But he asked “woh kya chahata thaa” (what did he
want her to do to him). She was taken aback by this but by now they had
reached a certain level of comfort so she said “thoda bahut tak theek thaa –
but woh sab kuchh karna chahata thaa” deciphered by him as (heavy petting
or boob press was ok but he wanted to have sex)

He said “I don’t blame him – you are really very hot” and smiled. She looked
at him and then joined in the smile and said there are better ways of
complimenting. He replied “sometimes direct approach is better”

Today they were talking longer than usual with topics such as who all in
school tried their luck with her and how teachers look at her. She was also
having fun at his expense asking about all his girlfriends etc.

As the time came to go back and usual good night kiss, he moved a bit
forward closer to the door and a tall wall and stood there. She came close to
him with a quizzical look on her face. He said “nobody can see us here even
from other terraces”

She stood with her back to the wall. He proceed to kiss her. She thought it
would be usual small peck on the lips, but this time rather than just a peck
on lips, he brought his tongue out and licked her lips. This startled her and
she looked in his eyes. The look was intense and there was not much look of
disapproval from her either. She did not protest. He proceeded to take her
face in his hands and pressed his lips to hers more forcefully than the usual.
With the force she got plastered on the wall and was moving her hands a bit.
He continued the pressure and made her open her mouth and the tongues
did the tango. As a practiced expert he moved from one lip to other tracing
each with his lips and tongue. This was much different and far better than
what Dahiya used to do to her. After sustained kiss of about a minute or so
she relaxed and brought her hands around his head and the fingers played
with his head. They broke the kiss after a few more seconds.

As they saw each other, one smiled and the other looked down. Then the
one smiling told the one looking down that it was her turn to give the
goodnight kiss. The one looking down looked up and smiled and kissed him.
Her hands moved behind his head and both were intertwined in a lip lock. His
hands moved on her smooth hair and continued the journey south to the ass
globes. As he touched her ass, she stopped kissing for a second but then
continued. He made her turn around with her ass in contact with his crotch
feeling the size and hardness whereas his hand move to her gorgeous boobs.
The pattern was same as earlier in the day. 

Good captains do not make unnecessary changes to successful strategies.

She was into the moment and as his hand touched her boob, she melted into
him and pressed his crotch harder with her ass. He was gently massaging
them and drawing circles around the sensitive nippies and aerolas. She was
especially sensitive there and found it too much to handle. She was used to
Dahiya hard mauling but this was more pleasurable. He kissed on her neck
while continuing the torment he inflicted on her by way of drawing
geometrical shapes with his fingers around her sensitive nippies. He cupped
her boobs but they were firm in the grip of some lucky bra. They were
definitely more than a handful. He thought time of seeing them in naked
glory was not far away.
He wanted to do further, she wanted him to do further but someone up there
called time up and came in the voice of Mrs Khan asking Sadaf to come back
as it was late. Both came back from pleasure zone and looked each other
albeit a bit sheepishly to start and then smilingly. He swore to himself that he
would screw Mrs Khan at first good opportunity for screwing his fun.

With this she moved down first and looked back at him while on her way
down with him making expressions of lust. This made her to smile and lick
her lips with her tongue in reciprocation.

The day was special. He loved it. He was there fully. Both sets of gigantic
bosom massaged on the same day. He slept with a smile on his face thinking
about the abundant possibilities.

Next day was a Saturday, off day for his parents, he had to go out with them.
They got a good news that one of his cousins was blessed with a baby girl.
His cousin was his Tayaji’s eldest son (where his sister was staying).
Remainder of the day went of talking to relatives etc and suggesting hell lot
of names.

Came the night and came the time at the terrace. Today he had reached
there quite a bit early in anticipation. He was waiting for her. She on the
other hand knew what was to happen and hence delayed her movement so
as to torment him a bit. The light of stairs leading to terrace was off, so that
if someone wants to come, they will switch on the light first. Sadaf did not do
it and came up the stairs and hid behind the door to have a look at him, he
was impatient and moving around. After some time, she came out of her
hiding and presented herself before him. He had a look at her. Today the top
was a bit loose, he could not make out if there was a bra underneath, a basic
night suit pyjama was the other garment he could see. The hair were not tied
and the silky strands came up to her mid-back. Today the talk was unusually
small, perhaps both were not interested.

He just held her hand and pulled close towards him. She said “yahaan nahin
– wahaan pe”(not here – there) indicating the place they first did yesterday.
It was all music to his ears. Within a heartbeat the new found lovers reached
the spot. She looked at him mischievously and winked. The wink did the trick.
He moved forward and embraced her. The embrace was tight and in a
manner of showing his possessiveness. The big juggies crushed on his chest.
His hands roamed on her back, tracing from collar bone to hip bone and on
the way enjoying the silky hair. She also measured his back with her hands.
After this embrace of over 2-3 minutes. He proceeded to kiss the voluptuous
dusky beauty. The small pecks gave way to full saliva tasting. The tongues
intertwined to map each other fully. The taste buds were tasting only one
taste then – of pure lust. His hands behind her back focused on the ass
globes. They were different than the perfect shapes of Mrs Kapoor but he
was not complaining in any way. Her hands were behind his head playing
with his hair, a sureshot sign of her being in the mood to go along. One hand
from the back moved to the front to the coveted globes of her bosom. Very
lightly he touched it and pressed it. The index finger left off from the day
before making circles around the nippies. She was wearing a bra but he could
still feel the stiff nipple underneath it. He weighed the boob with his hand
and as expected it was big. The hand then moved to the other boob ensuring
that they do not feel neglected. The combined pressure of tongue, hands on
boobs and ass meant Sadaf was in the mood. It was so much more
sophisticated than Dahiya’s way, who went on mauling the boobs to eternity
and kiss for him was only planting his lips on hers forcefully without the
actual art of enjoying and passion. With Vicky it was different, he was
arousing her by the second, like an experienced chess player, planning the
moves. The hand on the ass globe moved to the front and he tried to rub her
pubic area to further stimulate her, if the stimulation right now was not
enough. As he touched the sensitive zone, she brought her hand over it to
stop him. He knew, if not today then very soon he will have her so he
decided not to push it further and do anything against her wishes. So he
continued with boob press, kiss and ass press. He continued to kiss her all
over her face, neck and parts exposed in the loose t-shirt. The parts just
below her beck and upper chest were all there for him to taste. This went on
for quite some time as the teenagers went on the body exploration trip. 

As they moved apart gasping for breath, they looked at each other. He had a
triumphant look and the other was smiling with a content look. He took her
soft hand in his and guided to his tool. She looked at him in surprise but
didn’t stop him at first. As he made her make first contact with his rock hard
prick, she pulled back the hand and was a bit defensive. Vicky didn’t want to
lose her, hence the look in his eyes was that of “nothing against your wishes”
to which her eyes had responded ok. He thought when the boob queen is in
front of him, he should focus on her prized possession and if she is aroused
regularly enough, everything else would fall in place sooner than later. With
this thought he again moved to her prized assets. This time he was behind
her with him kissing her nape and hands mauling the boobs and it between
drawing circles around her navel, albeit it was covered with her t-shirt. But it
was good enough to arouse her. The big boobied lass was in mood now, the
ass movement over his crotch making great contact with his rock hard tool,
meant that she was enjoying it. He thought that his modus operandi may
have been same as Dahiya for guiding her to his tool, perhaps because of
which she withdrew. With that thought he was quite sure that the ass
movement indicates her willingness but he has to be much more
sophisticated in his approach. Her arms by now had moved behind his head,
making her boobs to protrude out making them all the more prominent, if
they were not prominent already. He continued the onslaught on her boobs
by making circles and tweaking her nippies. Sometimes he will turn her face
towards him and kiss her full on. After this he brought his face and shoved it
right in her boobies. She wanted him and he wanted her but still she was not
going all out. As she pressed his face more in her heavy bosom, he brought
his around her ass and pressed on the globes and brought her closer to him.
She was enjoying the caresses and as he moved to suck her boobs, over t-
shirt and bra though, she said, “Geela ho jayegi, pata chal jayega” (t-shirt will
get wet, it will be known). This was beethoven’s symphony to him since it
had a implied meaning of her not being averse to his sucking her boobs. To
which he had replied “kal button waali shirt pahen lena, and no bra, problem
solved” (wear a buttoned shirt tomorrow). She didn’t reply but neither did
she said no. They continued the programme for a few more minutes before
being called from downstairs. The call broke the magical spell.

Sunday they could not meet. Monday morning, in expectation of meeting Mrs
Kapoor, he could not wait for his parents to go to office. Right at the stroke
of 10am the phone rang. He was sure that it was Mrs Kapoor. He picked up
and the conversation flowed.

Mrs Kapoor “Vicky ?”

He “Yes Aunty”

She “Tumne kaise pahechaana main hoon” (how did you know it was me)

He “Guess and expectation”

She “Meri shift change ho gayi hai” (my shift has changed) “Tum aa rahe ho?
Ek book deni hai” (u r coming? Need to give you a book)”

He knew there was no book to be given, it was just safety valve in case
anyone picks up from the parallel line.

“What time?” he asked

“11” pat came the reply.

“I want to see you today in same dress as for Sheetal’s b’day party” he said
authoritatively.

“I will see” she said

“No I will see you in that dress only” he said, in his affirmative tone. She was
his to be taken, he knew, the game had changed. 

“Hmm” 

He wore knee length baggy half pants and a t-shirt without bothering about
undergarments. 1040 he left his home for the dream destination. At 1055 he
reached close to her house and right on dot he pressed the bell. The door
opened and he liked what he saw. The wet dream had come to life. Mrs
Kapoor was wearing what she was wearing on Sheetal’s b’day party. The
same deadly red-black combination and looking drop dead gorgeous. 

The door closed, he moved in. Looked at her, gave an appreciative looked
and whistled. Even the mother of two grown up girls and drop dead beauty
liked to be appreciated by a teenager. He asked her to swirl around, she did.
He said “Petticoat toh nahin pahena?” (you did not wear petticoat?) 

“Why”

“Even on that day you didn’t”

“That’s why. Didn’t wear”

He took her in his arms and encircled in an embrace. The hands felt the soft
unblemished skin on her back with hands roaming the full length, breadth of
her back. Then he pressed her ass globes. He turned her around with her full
lose hair on one side of shoulder exposing her bare back, he licked the ivory
skin. Every square inch was licked. She shuddered. The boy knew how to
press the buttons. He continued the lick, she arched her back, in
appreciation, he didn’t stop and continued. After spreading a thin coat of his
saliva on her glistening back, he moved up and brought his teeth close to the
string knot behind her neck. The hands meanwhile were drawing circles
around her nippies and gently massaging them. Without using his hands, he
untied the knot with his teeth only and let the blouse fall. She was impressed
by his expertise and imagination. He moved in front of her and did not
proceed to the naked boobs, instead he went ahead and kissed her. The lip
lock proceed to a tongue lock and tongues got intertwined feeling each
other’s lips and tongues, alternating between upper and lower lip. After 5-7
minutes of lip-tongue lock, he broke away from the lip lock but did not
disengage from her skin. The lips were still stuck to her body and the wet lips
traced the way downwards from her chin. The neck, upper bosom all were
licked and kissed with the lips resting at the start of cleavage. The blouse
was still tied to the body with a thin strip of cloth joined to the base running
around her back. The strings loosening had meant that the boobs were now
uncovered with the front of the top was down exposing the luscious boobs,
He started the licking of cleavage, millimeter by millimeter he went south.
This was making her mad, he was so good at it. Expert she thought. As he
completely measured the over three inch long cleavage, with his tongue, he
moved to the underside of the boobies with the tongue still continuing the
magic on the melons. She was waiting for him to maul the melons but he
was making her wait and the pleasurable pain was excruciating for her. He
planted innumerable number of kisses and licks on the underside of her tits,
making her go further weak in knees. Then he started the journey north still
licking her, the tongue moved from between the boobs to her upper bosom.
Once again he made her long for his touch, which he was holding back. He
knew, if he could make her happy today, the luscious beauty, the voluptuous
lass, the dream woman, the walking wet dream will be his for taking as long
as he wanted. He was not leaving any stone unturned to achieve his
objective.

Then he proceeded to play with the boobs but not before untying the strip of
cloth holding balance of the blouse. The sight was magnificent, the luscious
housewife was standing top nude with her black saree tied around her waist
and some part on ground. The nippie region was golden brown in colour.
One common thing ran in the Kapoor family women, the nippies and aerolas
were not dark in colour. He took the nipple between his thumb and index
finger and tweaked it a bit, the sensitive nipple became more stiff. He did this
to both the boobs. The stiff nippies became looked like small erasers. Then
he started sucking the boobs with tongue paying attention area around
nippies. The boob massage started and gradually the pressure increased. The
sucking brought in new sensations to her. People had sucked her boobs,
nobody could resist the temptation, those were meant for mauling and
sucking only, but this one was special. This one was passionate, loving,
caring. She pressed his head further into her bosom. She liked it and her
pressing his head was the testimony. The melons he liked were his now. God
was kind to him. The breathing had increased, the bosom was heaving up
and down with more prominence. The sucking had made her reach her first
orgasm. She was sensitive there but nobody had made her cum only with
sucking, boob pressing. He was the first one to explore this possibility and
succeed. She moaned and with one big moan, she pressed his head into her
and the legs shook alongwith the whole body. The face was a portrait of lust,
wanton lust. The eyes were half closed. The thin sheen of sweat had applied
a coat of shine on her body. She came in like a waterfall, so much so that
some of the love juices leaked out of the coveted pot and formed a stream
on her inner thigh.

He disengaged and looked at the beauty. The disheveled beauty was a piece
of marvel to adore. To reduce her pain, he pulled the saree and made her
turn. Turn by turn the saree came off revealing panty less lady with only a
string on her waist to hold the string. The string she removed. God, this was
special. Seeing a full bodied experienced beauty is much different from
seeing a young teenage nubile beauty. She was more voluptuous. Meat in
right places, that much more alluring and inviting with a safe knowledge that
his secret was safe with her. She struck a pose with one leg in front of other,
like models do, and the arms crossed much above her head. This made her
look more voluptuous, if earlier was not good enough. He motioned her to
swerve. She did. The luscious ass globes were very inviting. He knew their
turn will come very soon. The ass looked so much fuller, so much rounder
made for love making only. The ass was fuller, rounder looked from any
angle, from back or from side. It was made to fuck.

Then she motioned him to remove his clothes. He was only too willing. Off
went the t-shirt and he opened the button of half-pant and stood close to
her. With a wicked smile on her face, she unzipped it, with a great deal of
anticipation and expectation. She had felt her dick on her ass during last
encounter, she could make out it was big and strong, how much she wanted
to see. Down came the half pant and he stepped out of it. She liked what she
saw. She adored what she saw. She was fascinated by what she saw. It was
long, big, thick and raring to go. She had seen a few now but this was
stupendous. The boy of 16 and half had such a big dick, the possibilities of it
reaching some great size when he becomes a full grown adult were
enormous. Vicky was 5.11 then reaching a max height of 6.2.” Both he and
his dick rose the same, with his adult dick reaching a max length of 11” when
erect. It was truly big.

The 8.0” boner was in its full glory. Raring to rip apart her love nest. She was
in a trance. He went close to her, held her hand and led towards their
bedroom. The same one where he had taken Sheetal’s cherry. Like mother
like daughter. He sat on the bed, held her hair and pushed her down to her
knees on the ground with the snake right in front of her mouth. She held the
base of his cock and guided it in her mouth. Now it was his turn to squirm
with pleasure. She knew how to use her mouth. The tongue played with the
dick and using a deadly combination of inner cheeks, tongue and lips she
cast a magic spell. The tool was huge but the experienced practitioner was
able to take in a majority of it. As he pushed a bit forward, it appeared that
she would choke but no, the seasoned campaigner took it all. Such was her
mastery, or was it the illicitness of the situation he was in, that after good 15
minutes of sucking he felt the now well known urge to splurge his semen in
her mouth. He came in by the buckets, filling her beautiful mouth, throat but
a stream of semen crept out from corner of her mouth as well. He took his
cock out. She looked at the cock immersed in his semen, brought the magical
tongue out licked it clean. She did not want to lose even a drop of teenage
semen.

Both had one round each of casting magical spells on each other.

As she looked at him triumphantly, he got up and embraced her. Both the
naked bodies got intertwined, with mouths exploring each other hungrily.
Meanwhile hands touching every inch of each other’s body within reach. After
5-7 minutes of fast moving exploration, they moved towards the bed. They
lay on the bed, on facing each other. He slid forward and started the kissing
and boob press. Both knew that this time it is going to lead to intercourse.
The lovemaking was slow but intense. He kissed her deep, she held his rock
hard tool, he pressed and played with the melons, the hand pressed the ass
globes. Slowly he moved her, spooning her. Both were still lying on their
sides, her head turned towards him and he continued the saliva interchange,
the cock was in direct touch with her full rounded ass. The slow wriggle of
ass got the anaconda full mast. The boob massaged gave way to navel play
which moved further down to the coveted nest. A couple of digits did magic
to her. Like a guru, he inserted and disengaged the digits, giving equal
weightage to the inside and outside regions of the pussy. The touch on the
shaven area was very pleasurable. To increase the fun or pleasurable
torment, he continued the massage and smooching. Slowly, slowly she
turned towards him and he found himself on top of her. No reason to
complain. He disengaged from the pussy, leaving her high & dry, but feeling
expectant, he started smooching her with a vengeance. He wanted her to
feel his passion and wanted. He kissed her all over her face, face, upper
bosom, nippies, aerorlas, navel, stomach, thighs, pussy, knees, shins, calfs,
toes. This was unexpected for her, but she didn’t mind. It was pleasurable.

He then started kissing the clean pussy and used his tongue to clean the
place with tongue trying to force entry inside and giving unimaginable
sensations to her. After lubricating it enough with his tongue, he positioned
his tool at the entrance and waited for her to look at him. Both pair of
expectant eyes met each other’s gaze and then both smiled. The elder lady
was much more lubricated and easy to penetrate, inch by inch the monster
went in. She felt so filled. She thought that the kid can grow up to have some
serious tool and it would be wise to have him on regular basis for a long term
satisfaction. Some Long Term planning you may say. As his monstrous dick
went in, he let it rest there for a couple of minutes. Her legs were on his
either side. The melons were in his reach and the hands were playing with
them. She felt so filled. The inner walls adjusted to adjust for this most
welcome intruder. Gradually he took the tool out and then rammed in. It was
like a train, starting slowly but surely and gradually picking up the speed. He
did the same, within 10-15 strokes he had picked up some serious speed and
was ramming her with some vengeance. She was his prized trophy and he
wanted her to feel his passion for her. His tool was hitting the inner most
spots and continued hits on her G-spot and the whole idea of being fucked by
her daughter’s classmate made her cum much sooner than her own
expectations. Suddenly she clinched the bedsheet with both her hands and
the grip of her legs tightened around him. She shivered indicating that she
had come by gallons. Same way of cumming he thought – like daughter like
mother.

His dick felt the love juices, the pussy felt so much more easy to penetrate.
He started again. What stamina she thought. She had cum so easily and the
boy is still going strong. As he increased the tempo again, not tough
considering the willing beauty in front of you, he started hitting her harder
and harder. The cervix was bearing the brunt of his heavy strokes. He
continued mauling her boobs. He pressed her boobs, mauled them, pinched
and pulled her nippies but she liked the pain she was getting. The ivory
beauty had her eyes closed and it was sheer ecstasy if nothing else. The boy
was making her crazy and continued head movement from side to side
confirmed this. The lusty lady was on the verge of next orgasm, she came in
again by the gallons in the much repeated pattern on clinching the sheet,
loud moan and tightening of her legs apart from the shiver. As the orgasm
subsided she felt the relief but the hitting still continued. He felt the now well
known tingling in his balls and knew it was time to ejaculate. He brought his
dick out and spread his thick rich semen all over her bosom pillows. He then
used his hands to spread it all over her boobs, flat stomach. He also spread
the love juices sticking to his tool on her inner thighs and ass globes. She
was glistening. The coat of love juices of both the sexes was making her
glow. The sheen on her was much like Sanju rather than Sheetal. Matured
female gloss he thought.

Both looked at each other and he lay on the bed by her side. Both looked at
the ceiling fan movement. Both lay exhausted. Both bodies tired but a lot
more to do. After few minutes of being there naked side by side. Mrs Kapoor
got on top of him, squatting on his crotch with legs on his either side. The
shiny glistening body shone up in the light coming from a tiny gap in the
drawn curtains. The perspiration was also adding to the glow of the two
lovers.

She now positioned his dick at entrance of her pussy and started the
rhythmic movement. Seeing his face, she told him that she is on pill. That
was music to his ears. Now she started the up & down Simple Harmonic
Motion. The boobs swung in every direction with her hair also swinging as
per movement. He lifted his hands to reach her boobs and maul them. This
time she was in control and she pushed his hands down and pinned them.
Though he could have easily got away with it but he allowed the lady to lead
the love making. She brought her self close to his body, rub boobies on his
chest and then lifted herself up. At times he would try to kiss the boobies
close to him. She would tease him and lift herself up and at time arch
backwards thrusting the melons forward. He could not reach them but this
aspect of love making was new for him but he liked it. The hard tool was
hitting her much deeper, thanks to the gravity effect. The cervix felt the
hardness and steeliness of the tool. The dick hit everywhere inside her. She
felt it to be more thick. It was filling her duly and completely. Gradually as
she neared her orgasm the movement became more rapid, the soft moans
changed to grunts and screams the hands came off pinning him. The
pendulous melons swayed in all directions without a care, Vicky took them in
his safe custody and mauled them further. Then he went to her ass globes
and held Mrs Kapoor. He was feeling her weight and effect of her movement
on his crotch but he was not complaining. Suddenly the increased momentum
had reached its pinnacle. She came in litres. She clung on to the nearby wall
and shivered massively. The eyes closed and she was sweating profusely. He
had not cum as yet. As she collapsed on him with the gigantic mammaries
hitting his chest first, he swung her and positioned himself behind her
gorgeous ass. The well rounded adult fleshy ass was in front of him. The
creamy white globes hidden the smallish ass hole. It was much small
compared to her well used pussy, but not virgin. Mr Kapoor and her other
lovers would have to be impotent to not to have used her rear entry.

She never expected him to turn the tables and the ‘enormity’ of the situation
hit her. The enormous rod was going to pass through the smallish hole. The
thought of being perforated by a giant was both scary and enticing for her.
This time there were no niceties, her act during riding him like a cowgirl had
made him think of inflicting pain in her ass. As they say in hindi “Gaand maar
loonga” (I’ll fuck your ass). The expression doesn’t only denote the sexual
connotation but the absolute domination. With the same thought he
proceeded to ravage the luscious ass. The dick was at the entrance point and
with one huge force he pushed in about a couple of inches in. The dick was
pretty well lubricated by her love juices. The force and pain made her eyes
pop out of her sockets as she did not comprehend the ‘enormity’ of the
situation she was in. The mere thought of the huge tool was scaring her now.
Slowly, slowly the dick moved further in with the inner walls taking in and
adjusting and making way for the monster. This was huge - she thought. It
was like someone had choked her. She was on her fours, the same way he
held her daughter, he held her hair and started pushing in further. She
started moaning loudly to the point of screams. Even he was in the mood to
sound the dominant one.

“Mazaa aa raha hai – Bol” (r u enjoying this – speak) he said

“mmmmm” was the reply

“Zor se bol” (say it loudly)

“Haan” (yes)

“Kya Haan – zor se bol mazaa aa raha hai ya nahin” (what yes – say it loudly
whether you are enjoying it or not)

“Haan – mazaa aa raha hai” (yes – I am enjoying it)

“Kya acchha lag raha hai” (what are you liking)

Hearing no answer he repeated it loudly

“Penis” came the soft reply

“Zor se bol” (speak loudly) {he was addressing her as if she was younger
than her or her keep – the manners of addressing someone elder were lost in
lust}

“Your Penis” she said loudly

“Hindi mein bol” (say in hindi)

“Tera Bada Lund” (Your huge dick)

This pleased him, the juices, lubrication, force ensured that he had built up
great momentum and hitting her very in. She was enjoying. After a brief
period of sheer pain it was now pleasure and pain for her. A massive pain, I
may add.

The whole act of his dominance and her submission took him by surprise. He
had his way with her. Now he had started feeling the familiar tingle in his
balls, as he was about to cum, he increased the tempo further making her
squeal with pain & pleasure a bit more. He came with a loud shout and shot
stream after stream of his rich thick semen into her tiny ass hole.

Both screamed while cumming.

The kid had made the experienced beauty orgasm multiple times in the two
hour period meant his stocks had risen. He had cummed fewer number of
times, a great testimony to his stamina and prowess.

They both lay there on the bed like lovers, naked in full glory. He wanted to
talk to her further but the clock struck one bringing both to senses. She got
up, in an effort to get ready for office and he had to rush home. 

“Kal bhi?’ (tomorrow?) he asked

“Bilkul” (definitely) “same time same place” she giggled like a teenager. 

He got up, wore his clothes, she didn’t. Moved towards door, she followed,
still wearing birthday suit. Before he moved out he sucked her boobs for one
more time, smooched her hard and played with her clit. She smiled and loved
the affection he showered.

He stepped out a completely different man today. He dominated her dream

woman and she was now his.

He came back just in time to receive the two beauties. Sadaf looked at him
seductively and licked her lips suggestively and winked to good effect.
Knowing fully well that in presence of Tina, Vicky cannot do anything. As Tina
moved ahead he just grabbed Sadaf’s ass globes and pinched it. This startled
her, but she was enjoying these teasing games.

The remainder of the day he was lost in his morning memory. He slept, went
out to play, had his dinner with his parents and went to the terrace.

Right at the stroke of 10pm, Sadaf came up, he came a bit late. He saw her,
she was wearing the buttoned shirt but the bra was still in place holding the
mammaries. He asked her “bra kyun pahena hai?” (why r u wearing the bra)

“Shaq ho jaata” (not wearing would have aroused suspicion)

He understood.
He need not invitation and neither did she. Today he went straight for the
buttons of the shirt and carefully opened them. The shirt was then neatly
placed on a couple of folded ‘folding beds’ next to the door. He wanted to go
wild with the boobies, but held himself back, albeit for no reason at all. He
waited, she removed the bra and kept it on the shirt. In the dim moonlight
he saw the dusky twin beauties. Though they were not as big as Mrs Kapoor
but still they were pretty large and attractive. He did not go directly for them
but started kissing her instead. She thought he would go for her prized
assets. Gradually, moved down from kissing her to her neck and then traced
the saliva line to her boob. He sucked on the nippie for sometime, alternating
between sweet bites, tongue play with nipple and sucking only with lips. This
was special and more pleasurable than Brand Dahiya, she was used to. He
shifted his attention from one boob to another and sucked them and mauled
them. This went on for some time. The continued sucking and mauling of
boobs was making her go weak in knees. Needless to mention, the ass
globes were also getting their fare share of the press.

After say 20-25 minutes both sat in the door passage. It was step above the
terrace. She was sitting a couple of feet away from her. He moved slightly
and place his head in her lap with the melons dangling in front of his face. He
was looking up and started the usual small talk. Every minute or so, he would
raise his head by a couple of inches and suck his favourite melons. She was
also enjoying this a lot. This was new – this was special. Somehow he felt he
was not able to enjoy Sadaf’s boobs, perhaps the morning fuck had to do
something with it.

He started the naughty talk.

“Yaar mujhe hee choosna padhta hai” (I am the only one to suck)

“Main kisse karoon” (what do I suck) she said and realized the window she
gave him.

He pointed to his tool and said “You can suck this”

She giggled and swayed her head from side to side in negative. He knew how
to change the charge from negative to positive. He held her hand and placed
it on his stiff tool. Though she was nodding her head in negative but did not
let it go. She was perhaps mesmerized by the sheer size of the tool. He
would have cum there and then but held on. He got up, brought the tent in
his pyjamas near her face and commanded her to kiss it. As in a trance, she
placed her soft lips on it and gave a small kiss. 
“kal dono chooseinge” (tomorrow both will suck)

With this he handed her the shirt and bra. Not before a final five minute
sucking and kissing. The hand was still holding the tool. She was captivated
by it. He thought “Dahiya may have a small one” and smiled. The prize of his
fight with Dahiya was very much worth it.

He went to toilet and masturbated and came in a few strokes only. The
expectation of her soft lips on his tool did the trick.

Next morning he got up, fully aware of his hold on Mrs Kapoor.

Right at 10, the call came. He picked the phone as nobody was at home.

11 sharp came the familiar voice.

“Aaj kuchh nahin pahenna” (don’t wear anything today) went the order.

“hmmmm” was the response.

Right on dot he went to the destined house. Pressed the doorbell. He could
make out some movement on the other side of the eye-piece on the door.
After a minute or so the door opened. One look and he knew the reason. On
confirmation of his presence at the door, off went the silky gown.

Like a wanton prostitute she stood there in her full naked glory.

He went inside waited for her to close the door, the shameless beauty closed
the door without any fear of anyone seeing her in such a state and pressed
her boobs on his back. Both kissed like teenagers (one was – other wasn’t).
The hands explored every inch of each other. She pulled him to the bed but
he didn’t flinch. His clothes came off and he pulled her to the bathroom. He
wanted to have a bath with her today. What a lover!! She thought.

Both stood under the shower kissing each other with streams of water finding
their way to the floor after traveling over the two intertwined naked bodies.
Was it the water or was it the sheer audacity or his power over her, he
enjoyed it like never before. He continued kissing her with the hands mauling
the ass globes. A thin trail of water was streaming down her boob, he
brought his tongue close to it to savour the nectar of love. This was magical
– both thought. He then kissed her flat stomach and moved down to the love
nest and kissed it continuously. The combined effect of tongue and water on
her pussy made her go wild and she pressed his head on her crotch. For
balancing, she took support of the wall as he continued his onslaught on her
pubic region. The boy had just started and the older one was getting jittery.

During the charge on her pubes, the hands had not ignored the ass globes or
mammaries, while her one hand pressed on the wall for support and the
other played with his head hair.

The shower continued. 

He got up and picked up the soap and started rubbing it on her from her
feet. From the feet he moved to her beautiful calfs and then knees and then
thighs, he did not rub on ass or crotch but moved to her hips, back and
stomach. The boobs came in for some special cleansing with rounds and
rounds of soap rubs. He then moved to her upper bosom and her slender
neck. The creamy white ivory skin was shining beneath a thin sheen of soap.

He gave the soap to her, she started rubbing the soap on his legs, torso,
back, stomach, she avoided soaping the erect tool though she gave a quick
suck. 

The shower was off. 

He also took a soap and both started soaping each other. What a erotic
cleansing frenzy both were in. He also believed in “Cleanliness is next to
Godliness.”

After soaping each other’s asses and crotches, both looked at each other with
an insatiable sexual hunger. The two pairs of eyes said it all. Mrs Kapoor was
standing with her back to the wall and he was right in front of her. He took
the soap and gave one more round to pussy and his dick and placed the
granite hard tool at the entrance of her pussy. He lifted her one leg and tried
to push the dick in. Thanks to the lather lubrication, the dick was easily able
to find its way in the much used pussy for Business Development.

Soon he developed a rhythm, Mrs Kapoor also started gyrating to the beat of
the tool hitting her innermost walls. She in turn was hitting the bathroom
wall. Both the bodies had a sheen of soap on them and a certain amount of
wetness owing to the sweat and also to the shower. He held her shoulders
and in between continued kissing her, mauling her boobs and salivating her
nape of neck. This sheer audacity of thing was making the love making that
much more pleasurable. This time both felt the familiar tingling in their
reproductive organs and came at the same time. She shivered and tightened
the grip around his waist with her lifted leg. He also withdrew his tool and let
the semen fall on to her stomach, her thighs. With both legs on ground she
felt more comfortable as she still felt the shivers of her orgasm.

Now he made her go on all fours on bathroom floor. The shower was
switched on with the stream focused on her lower back / hips region. He
lifted the bar of soap and spread on her gorgeous, luscious ass entrance and
on his tool. The mauling of boobs and sight of the horny lady got his tool
back to attention within no time. The contact of wet bodies also helped the
soldier to become stiff and ready for the attack. However, he had a change of
heart. With one swift motion, he rotated her so as to make her lay on the
floor on her back with her legs on his either side. The shower came directly
on her boobs, hitting the melons and then spreading away. He moved ahead
to suck the wet mammaries, suck and kiss the kissable lips. The pressure on
boobies and lips coupled with water effect and a very recent orgasm was
making her go wild. For good measure he had started fingering her pussy. He
was determined to loosen her up further before the grand ass fuck.

He continued the circular motion of his two digits in her pussy walls, she was
writhing with pleasure and was nearing ecstasy. The continued pressure on
the nape of the neck and ear lobes interspersed with that on her inner thighs
and boobies was making it too good to be true for her. He continued applying
the pleasure pressure on her pressing the right buttons. The kid knew how to
go about it. As she was scaling new heights of pleasure, he started sucking
her cunt for good measure. The lapping up of the shaved pussy lips was
giving her love shivers. After about 10-15minutes of such continued love
pressure, she gave in. She tightened the grip of her legs around his waist,
her hands moved in order to get some sort of grip on the wet bathroom floor.
The eyes were half closed and she was in a state of ecstasy. Her head
swayed from side to side and her body shivered. By now Vicky had known
the reason of this state. She had cum and he hadn’t. The kid had cum once
and the experienced lady had cummed twice. The boy did have some staying
power. 

As she was recuperating from the after effects of a shattering orgasm, he

just inserted his fingers in her pussy and brought the digits out, soaked in her
love juice. He then lubricated her ass hole entry with those. The digits
invasion gave her one more shiver and while she enjoyed invasion of her
pussy, her turned her around to make her go on her all fours and placed his
dick on her rear entry. The thought of the rear invasion make her shudder
with some fear. He picked up the soap, rubbed on the rock hard tool and also
on the rear entry and started the invasion. 
Centimeter by centimeter it went in, the pain was much less thanks to the
lubrication but she definitely felt thoroughly filled up. The inner walls stuck to
the beloved tool. He stood in such a position for a couple of minutes so that
she could accommodate the monster, meanwhile he continued the mauling of
the hanging melons. Gradually he brought the piston out, almost two-third
was out and then pushed in. Likewise he started the motion and gained
momentum. The tool was hitting her deep. The ass hole invasion meant that
she felt that much more filled and the tool felt that much bigger. The
lubrication had lessened the entry pain but the pain deriving out of a big
hammer hitting the inner sensitive walls was still there. The melons were
coming in for some special continued mauling. He again held her mane and
continued giving powerful thrusts. She felt the hits becoming harder and she
had also starting moaning / grunting, the lust were making her moan but the
big hits were making her grunt. For him the ass fuck was a mode of showing
his power or control over her apart from the absolute sexual ecstasy of
enjoying the gorgeous ass of such a beautiful lady. 

Both came at the same time with his legs also feeling a slight shivering,
bathroom flooring had a lot to do with it. She felt tired and lay down on the
floor. He went and lay beside her. He had filled her asshole and pussy hole
with his rich semen. He had to fill her mouth and then all bases would have
been covered. Both lay there on the bathroom floor with the bodies
intertwined as creepers. 

The knees were grinding against the bathroom floor and felt some bruises
but not threatening enough to ooze blood. 

After a brief lull spell of 2-3 minutes, he started again kissing her and playing
with her boobies. This made her come in the mood, if any invitation was
needed, and she started moaning at a low volume. He moved to shut off the
shower. She stopped him and said “Tank mein bahut paani aata hai” (The
tank has a lot of water) while saying this she was looking at his crotch. 

He said “Aapko bhi zyaada hee achcha lagta hai” (you also like more only)

Both knew the ‘water’ was his semen.

With this conversation he moved her on top of him to achieve a 69 position.

Both set of mouths went to each other’s crotch with a vengeance. The lady
was in no mood to prove second to the young kid with the big tool. She
started sucking the cock. As they say “don’t stroke it – just smoke it.” The
smoking was having a very good effect on him. He was in the meanwhile not
to be left behind. He continued lapping her pussy lips with his tongue. In
order to tease him, she lifted her ass and made him to raise his head further.
Not to be left behind, he inserted three fingers in the freshly fucked asshole.
This startled her and made her laugh. She said “you rascal” and moved her
ass back to the original position. The youngster and the lady continued the
licking / sucking of each other’s crotch. She was smoking it and he was
licking and biting it. The 69 was relatively new for him but very enjoyable,
smoke by smoke he was getting close to cumming and lick by lick she was
about to reach her love climax. The water was still sprinkling for good
measure. Both were doing their jobs as experts. The ass was moving up and
down to match the licking pattern and the strokes on his tool had become
more prolonged. After about 10-15 minutes more fun of licking, the ass
movement became a bit furious and she gyrated it with some extra passion.
She then pressed her crotch on his face and rubbed it. He felt some wet fluid
on his face. She was cumming by the litres and to match her accomplishment
even he had cummed. With her drinking his semen he lapped up all the love
nectar he could with his tongue. The boy was good – she thought. The lady
was a divine fuck – he believed. His face was smeared with her love juices
and he continued the onslaught on the pussy for some more time. 

Both then stood under the shower, kissing, licking, pressing each other’s
favourite body parts with the stream of water washing them.

This further session of 5-7 minutes of sin washing under the shower ended.
Both took the towels to dry each other. He focused a lot on boobies and ass
as expected and she on his crotch. Still naked, they both went to the
bedroom and lay on the bed in each other’s embrace.

After some small talk he started the hot topic.

“Kaise shuru hua BD me jaakar” (how did it start in BD)

“Matlab” (Meaning?)

“The change in looks and attitude or the attitude was always like this”

“Oh! BD mein baaki ladies ko dekh kar samajh aa gaya thaa. First time thoda
sa reveal karne ke baad jab deal clinching bonus mila, then thought what is
wrong” (Understood it when saw other ladies in BD. Got the successful deal
bonus after I had revealed a little bit. Nothing wrong)

“Who all apart from uncle and me”

“A few. If I can get promoted then nothing wrong” she said and smiled
“Gupta?”

“never – thoda bahut touch but nothing more”

They slept like this in each other’s arms for some time. Would not proceed in
greater details of this part of the story. They fucked over a period of time
(few weeks). They fucked in kitchen, balcony, bedroom, drawing room, even
staircase. She loved him and taught him many tricks. He loved her fucked her
dry. We will revisit this plot at a later stage.

That night he went to terrace awaiting Sadaf, she came right on time with a
shirt on and no bra. Off went the shirt and he also took his shorts off. She
saw his dangling tool in his underwear and looked at him. 

He said “kal kaha thaa na ki kal hum dono choosenge” (yesterday I said that
tomorrow we both will suck)

She smiled. 

He just pulled down his underwear and his tool dangled before her in a semi
erect state. It was looking dangerous and monstrous. Definitely much bigger
than Dahiya. She was still in a state of trance. He just moved a bit forward
and made the tip touch her lips and let it stay there. He did not push her
head or make her move to suck it. After a few seconds of dangling, she
parted her lips and kissed the knob of the tool. She gently took the knob
between the quivering lips and moved her tongue over it, he felt the divine
touch. Gradually she moved forward to cover more of his tool and brought
his hand around it to hold it. The rock hard tool was in its full glory. Slowly he
started developing a rhythm by moving his dick in and out. The tool was not
fully in and was hitting her throat. She was feeling gagged. After some
strokes she felt comfortable and was doing it like a pro. Dahiya had begged
her so many times for this but could never succeed. With the other hand she
was holding his balls and playing with them, in the meanwhile, his hand was
behind her head, synchronizing her head movement with his gyrations.

After about 10 minutes, he felt the familiar sensation his balls and he was
about to cum. His location, the danger of anyone moving in and his
dreamgirl’s cock suck made him cum much before than he would have
usually done. Stream after stream he shot his warm semen in her mouth and
she like an expert drank most of it with some strains oozing from her
beautiful mouth. He took his finger, gathered the oozing cum on it and
brought in front of her mouth. She licked that too. He pulled out his limp
cock glistening in combination of his semen and her saliva. He felt like a
winner.

Now it was his turn to suck her. He bent down and went to the coveted
boobies. The big boobs were his for the taking. He sucked them like a kid. He
played with them, kneaded them, mauled them like an expert. Drew circles
around nippies and aerolas, made her quiver, shiver, moan with lust and
passion. He could have fucked her there and then and she was all his for the
taking but he waited for another day. He moved in behind position his legs
on either side of her and her ass touching his crotch. The expert hands
played with the boobies and the lips focused on the nape of the neck making
her go mad. Slowly but surely he moved his hand over her stomach and
towards her pubic area. The hand went inside her loose pyjamas and panty.
The digits started the usual play with the pussy. He was pleased to find her
pussy shaven. The fingers drew circles around the pussy, driving her crazy.
He pinched her pussy lips, nibbled them with his fingers, tickled them. The
luscious lass was in throes of passion and moaning in a low volume, the
location was prohibiting high decibel moaning, otherwise she wanted to let
go passionate screams. The three pronged attack on nape of the neck, boobs
and pussy was making her go wild, this was the winning strategy with all
women, she was shaking her legs and she felt the never before sensations.

Suddenly the legs closed in tight and she cummed. His fingers got wet, she
closed her eyes, shook her head from side to side and bit her lip. Terrace
action was fun. The sheer audacity of the act got her biggest orgasm till date
which had shaken her big time.

After a couple of minutes of silence, she came out of her trance. Got up,
wore her clothes, kissed Vicky and proceeded to move down. He held her
hand and asked her to wait. She gave a questioning look. He said “wait and
let things be normal and then go”

She got the message, she rubbed her face to look normal, straightened her
hair, wiped some dust off her luscious ass got her breathing pattern back to
normal and then asked him “ab jaaon” (now can I go) 

He said “haan par ek minute” (yes – wait a minute). Saying this he got down,
kissed her pussy over the pyjamas, gave her a deep French kiss and then let
her go.

They could not meet for the remaining week. From next Monday onwards,
summer vacations started for Tina. For Sadaf, it was special classes for entire
12th standard owing to the dreaded boards.
Tina had planned to go to her relatives staying in Hills of Shimla. Very
welcome cooler climes from Delhi. This actually meant that when Sadaf
would return from School after her classes, it would be Vicky and her alone
for about 4-5 hours. Very exciting prospects.

It was a much awaited Monday, he had gone and screwed Mrs Kapoor to
glory and was expecting one more in form of Sadaf once she was back from
school from her extra classes. As Tina had gone on vacations, it would be
him and her for a few hours daily. He wanted to teach her a lot more than
she learnt at extra classes. The recent happenings at terrace had convinced
him of her willingness to cross the love bridge with him. Safe in this
knowledge he awaited her with great expectations.

Around the expected time, the bell rung, he was wearing only loose baggy
shorts and a vest. He looked down from the window, it was the dusky beauty
looking so sultry in her school uniform waiting for him to come down. He
threw away the vest and went down only in his shorts. He opened the door.
She looked at him and smiled and said.

“Aise” (like this)

“Aur kaun hai” (who else is there) he said.

The realization that Tina was not there hit her like a ton of bricks. She knew
what was coming and not so secretly had indicated her willingness to be part
of one.

She smiled and moved in closing the door behind him. As she had her back
towards him, he cupped her mammaries from behind. Suddenly she pushed
aside his hands saying “yahan nahin” (not here)

As they climbed the stairs, he pressed her ass cheeks, got replied with
giggles. They reached the common area in front of both entry doors. He
looked at her. She was wearing a cream coloured shirt with the school
emblem on the pocket, coming bang on her left boob. A dark olive green skirt
ending good 4-5 inches above her knee. Black shoes with white socks not
more than ankle in height. A hair band to tie her hair leaving quite a few
strands of hair loose coming over her face. Knowing that there was no end to
today’s love making, he moved ahead. 

Her breathing grew heavier with the knowledge of impending attack. The
heavy bosom was heaving up and down causing protruded movement of her
beautiful globes. Button by button the shirt came off. It was carefully kept in
a corner. She was wearing a white lace bra. She was expecting him to attack
boobs or start kissing but he surprised her. The hands moved to her school
belt. He opened the buckle. Another swift movement of his hands got to
unbutton the three buttons holding her skirt and coupled with gravity the
skirt touched the floor. She was wearing a matching panty. He bent down,
one by one indicated her to step out of the skirt. Sadaf was now in her lacy
bra, matching panty, socks and shoes. She thought it would be shoes now
but she was wrong again. He got up and unfastened the bra clip. She
expected the attack but nothing came. It was case of crying wolf. She was
enjoying this game of patience. Needless to mention last thing to go was her
panty. He pulled it down by putting one finger on either side and helping her
to get out of it. All the four pieces of garments were piled on the floor. She
wanted to take off her shoes but he refused. The sight of Sadaf having
nothing on but her socks and shoes was an additional turn on for him, if any
more was required than seeing the luscious, ample breasted, dusky sultry
lass wearing nothing to cover her assets.

The dusky lass was in contrast with the white paint on the walls. He bent
down started kissing the coveted pussy. The hands started its magic on her
inner thighs. The licking, nibbling, soft biting on the pussy lips had started
the momentum for her and straightaway she was feeling the growing
passion. Gradually the hands moved from the thighs and went to the twin
globes resting proudly on her heaving bossom. He started kneading the
boobies and twitched the nippies between thumb and index finger. The
similar treatment to both mammary jugs was making her go weak. After
sometime he got up and started kissing the underside of the boobs. The
underside, nippies and aerolas were very sensitive and he had attacked the
very sensitive zone for her. She was waiting for him to kiss her so that he
could hold his head and kiss him back passionately. Her hands wanted to grip
him, but very skillfully he avoided the embrace. He wanted to make her wait
and torment her. The licking of boobs and upper bossom made her crave for
more and she stood awaiting more attack. Meanwhile one of her hands
moved towards her pussy and she started playing with it. Since he still had
his shorts on, she could not play with his rock hard tool. She had felt it over
his shorts and as expected it was full mast. He continued loving her boobs,
the coveted globes were his for the taking. He continued the mauling,
sucking, kneading and his hands slowly but surely moved to her ass globes.
What a fine piece of creation by God. 

She was getting hungrier by the second. She wanted to passionately kiss him
and suck his cock and he was making her go hungrier. After about 10-12
minutes of torture, he relented and went to kiss her ever kissable lips. She
kissed him with some vengeance and he was not complaining. The passion
was ignited and both were measuring each other’s body with lips, hands,
saliva, you name it, they did it. 

They broke for breath and smiled and waited for the next step. He went
inside his house and brought and old unused mattress and spread it on the
common area floor. He then took off his shorts. He was laying on the
mattress with his back down. She jumped on his tool like a hungry lioness
and started sucking it. It was a natural 69 position with her ass towards his
face. Not the one to lose this opportunity, he started licking her pussy, the
sucking of his cock and pussy licking and finger playing with her asshole had
the stimulating effect on her, if ever one was needed and she started
gyrating her ass. He had to lift his head to keep pace with pussy licking. After
about 10-12 minutes of mutual licking, both were on verge of cumming. The
pace of cock sucking and pussy licking & fingering increased to ferocious
levels. For him it was a culmination of sustained effort starting with Dahiya
episode. He felt the familiar sensation in his balls. She felt the familiar one
(used to masturbation only) in her. She was the first to cum. She slammed
her crotch on his face and shivered. The nectar of love was released. He
lapped it all he could. After a few seconds, his cock erupted as a volcano, she
took in all semen she could. Streams of warm semen went to her mouth and
she took it all in. As the volcano subsided she licked the tool clean. She was
cleanliness conscious.

She turned and lay on top of him with her boobs crashing over his chest.

He asked “Mazaa aaya” (enjoyed?)

Hmmmm

“aur maza lena hai” (want to enjoy more?)

Hmmmm

“Jab tak Tina nahin aati – roz?”(till the time Tina comes back – daily?)

Hmmmm

After this Hmmmm she giggled after understanding the implications of what
she agreed to.

He asked her to get up. She got up and was positioned on his crotch with
knees bent on his either side. She was in a cowgirl position. The boobs
looked gigantic and she was leaning forward and those melons swung before
him like ripe fruits. He tried to get up to suck them but she moved back to
tease him. Another round of same routine. By now he had folded his knees
which meant she could not go much further back. He lay their smiling –
joining in the victorious feeling she had and with a deadly speed got up. The
raised and folded legs from knees meant she could not go back much which
resulted him kissing his desired fruits. He went on his back again and guided
his hands to the coveted mammaries. He started playing with her boobies.
The fingers played with the nipple toughening them like an eraser. Gradually
the hands covered one boob each. With his tool back to its full glory, he
signaled her to get on top of him. She didn’t object and very carefully placed
the tool on the pussy entry and tried to force it in. The tool and pussy were
well lubricated and coupled with gravity effect and her weight it went it about
3-4 inches in first shot and by the second one the whole was in the hole. It
was then that it hit her deep inside that she realized the position. Although
she was a well built curvaceous girl but the virgin hole was ravaged by the
gigantic tool. She screamed in pain and wanted to get up and away. He
suddenly held her hands and forced her to bear the initial pain barrier.
Slowly, slowly she again started her up & down movement. 

This time the pain was less and the pleasure was much more. With a minute
or two of such pleasurable slow movements she upped the tempo and was
now more vigorous in her movement. The gigantic boobs were flaying in all
directions. He held them in their place with this hands. She was the bitch in
the heat. Her hands had gone behind her head holding her mane and her
eyes were semi closed with a lusty satisfied look on her face. She was very
much in heat. The slutty look on her face, boobs thrusted forward with the
back arching back and her ride as a cowgirl was a great turn on for him. The
girl who was so reserved when they first met was now his for the taking. And
taking her was he. He was enjoying her vigour and with no fan and it being
summer months both were drenched in their sweats. The sweat of love. The
bodies shone as if covered with a thin coat of vanish. He also had started
gyrating his ass matching her up & down movements. After about 12-15
minutes of this sweat covered exercise, she suddenly tightened her grip of
legs on his either side and the pussy grip tightened around his tool. He felt
the now familiar liquid as she was in throes of passion experienced her
second orgasm of the day. If first one was mind boggling the second one was
near earth shattering for her and it was sheer ecstasy for her. She bent down
in front with Vicky sucking her melons. Vicky’s tool was drenched in her and
she was in a state of tiredness. Seizing the opportunity he got up and got
behind her. It was much similar like that with Mrs Kapoor. She was on her
fours and he was behind her. The asshole entrance was his for the taking. He
did not trust the lubricated tool and went in to take the Vaseline lotion jar. He
motioned Sadaf to stay in same position. He came back patted on her head
as if she was his pet and went back to her ass hole. He brought out some
lotion and rubbed it on his tool already glistening in her love juices. Another
round of lotion went around the ass hole entrance with one finger inserted
with the lotion in ass hole. This made her squeal. If she had squealed
because of one finger, the tool would tear her apart. With one more round of
lotion application on his dick head he placed it near her asshole entrance and
started the drilling in.

Now it hit her. She understood what was coming. 

She said “Vicky nahin” (Vicky no)

Kyon (Why?)

Dard hoga (it will hurt)

He replied “shuru mein hoga – baad mein maza aayega” (initially yes – later
you will enjoy)

“Bahut bada hai” (It is too big)

“Tabhi tumhe pasand hai” (that’s why you like it) he said

“Haan par dard bahut hoga” (Yes but it will hurt)

“Abhi thodi der pahele, tumhe shuru mein dard hua thaa na, baad mein maza
aaya thaa” (a while back you felt pain initially but then enjoyed it)

Hmmm

“Waisa hee hoga” (it will be like that only) he said reassuringly.

With round of reasoning over, he restarted with the drilling. The big tool
moved in to go in. Gradual sustained pressure made it go in one inch and she
felt that her eyes would come out of her sockets. She shrieked in pain
shouting no, no. He asked her to be quiet saying someone would come. She
became less noisier but was still shrieking in pain. The eyes were closed and
drops of tears flowed. He did not pull out but applied a sustained second
round of pressure. This made it go in another one inch. By now the hands
had started playing with the melons hanging. He did not proceed further for
a couple of minutes. He allowed her to absorb the pain. She did so. The anal
walls stretched to accommodate the huge guest. All the while a rich dose of
lotion was being applied on the tool. 

Very gently he asked her “ready for one more shot”

Hmmm came the reply.

Another shot of gradual pressure make it go in by one more inch. Every inch
of tool in was making it very painful for her but once the anal walls stretched
to accommodate it, she would feel the pleasure of being filled in. Thus after
7-8 such movements almost 80-90% of his dick was in.

He waited for her to adjust and adjust did she. The virgin holes were
ravished today by the monster. Slowly but surely he moved the dick out and
in. By & by she had adjusted to its size and dimensions and the anal walls
now loved the intruder. The momentum picked up and the tool now started
hurting her inner walls. She was being hit where no one had ever done. It
was hitting her deep inside and she was loving it. Her new slutty side was on
full display. She started moaning loudly and screamed “more, more” in
delight. It was sheer display of wanton lust from her. The melons shook
violently with being intermittently being held by his hands. He held mane of
her hair so as to be in a position of riding a horse. She liked the way she was
being used by him. The momentum further picked up with him hitting her
deep inside ever so powerfully. She was feeling the granite hard piston hits
but could not do anything. The hole was hurting now. He felt the twinge and
like a water hose he erupted streams of thick cum in her. It was too much for
her. The much battered whole was now filled with a pleasurable warm
semen. Tired as he was he withdrew the now limp cock and now both lay
side by side on the mattress. The summer heat did not matter to them for
first few minutes. Then he got up to change the direction of the pedestal fan
in his house towards them. 

Both lay there in each other’s embrace savouring the moment. 

She said “Dard ho raha hai” (it is paining)

“Par maza aaya” (but did you enjoy)

“Haan” (yes)

“Dheere dheere tumhe dard kam aur maza zyaada aayega” (gradually it will
start paining less and you will enjoy more.)

They hugged each other and went in for another round of kissing, sucking,
licking etc.

He started “Yaar teri cousins bhi itnee hot hain” (Are your cousins hot like
you)

“Matlab” (meaning?)

“yaar you and Tina are so hot – are your female cousins as sexy as you are?”

She giggled and said “yes”

“Toh unke saath threesome kab” (so when do we do a threesome with them)

“Badmaash” (you rascal) she said and laughed.

“Actually you and Tina would be my first choice” (he said smiling)

“Pitoge” (You will get beaten)

He started laughing with her.

Both talked for some more time. She told him of how Dahiya wanted to do it
with her and had shown him his cock also but the way he did was disgusting
and she did not like it. Also she told how during their 10th board farewell
party, a couple of students had groped her boobies and ass cheeks. She
confided that she liked such indiscretions and that some of her male cousins
were not averse to having a feel occasionally. Since in Muslims you could
marry within your relatives, therefore, she and Tina were the prized ones in
their relatives for marriage. Both were urbane, sophisticated and very hot

She told him how she once sucked cock of her elder cousin and how he had
licked her pussy but they could not go further. It was like layers of onion
peels coming off. 

“Anything about Tina” he enquired

She said “She has also been groped a few times and I know that she has had
over 3 boyfriends this year”

“Both of you have taken features from your mother. Your boobs and Tina’s
ass” he said.

“You noted?”
“Only a blind would not. Must say your mom is a dream”

“Oye” she said

“yaar I am stating the fact” 

“Ek baat poochoon bura toh nahin maanogi” (If I ask something, will you get
angry?)

“Nahin” (No)

“Didn’t anyone try to flirt with your mom” he asked.

She was silent (just like Sheetal when enquired about Mrs Kapoor). But this
time she was silent for a longer duration. He got worried that he blown his
chance. But as he was about to say sorry, she mumbled something.

“Haan (yes) a few times”

That was music to his ears. The hot woman loved to be flirted with.

She then told how she had once seen her uncle praising her on being so hot
and she was giggling like a teenager and that sadaf had seen her uncle
massaging her boobies in a corner. There were several other instances where
her older cousins had embraced her in name of harmless fun on occasion of
Holi but it groping was anything but harmless. She also said that her father
was now paying less attention to her than required. Also what was music to
his ears was that his stock had grown after Dahiya episode.

After the first barrier was broken, Sadaf and Vicky fucked like rabbits. She
would come from school tuitions and then it was a fuck fest. They fucked in
her parents bedroom, their bathroom, balcony, kitchen, dining table. Same in
his house as well. Every position, every posture was tried and tested again
and again. She was built to fuck. Full stop.

Now we will move the story further. Sadaf had gone to her relatives place.
She was to be there with Tina and come back after a fortnight. Since the
relatives had only young girls and her uncle was out of country for sometime
hence his darling was safe. (so as to speak). 

The board results were out. He had topped his school. Took Science stream
in Class XI. Was the cynosure of all eyes in the neighbourhood. Meanwhile
his acts with Mrs Kapoor and Sheetal continued, as and when opportunities
arose.

The schools started in July, the students were redistributed depending upon
the marks. It was Science and Commerce stream. It was very painful at first
to not to see your classmates with whom you have grown. Though they were
in the other room but it was not the same. New session commenced. Physics,
Chemistry, Maths concepts were going over the head. Everything was a
bouncer. Teachers used to come, teach, go away. While the teacher was
there they felt that they understood everything but back to square one once
teacher went. All those who had Science in XIth would understand the
predicament.

Come August 15, 1990 and then Prime Minister, V P Singh, announced from
the Red Fort implementation of Mandal Commission recommendations. There
were massive violent protests by college students in Delhi. Schools were
closed for indefinite period from around 20 August. The schools and colleges
opened only after Dussehra in October that year. Those were very turbulent
times, specially in North India.

Vicky was an active participant in these protests. He would go out with the
college students for protests. A couple of times he had near brushes with the
law without being identified. His parents had sensed trouble if he continued
this. As a god given chance for them, they got a call from his Tayaji (where
Vicky’s sister was staying) who was blessed with a granddaughter a couple of
months earlier, requesting if Vicky could go and stay with second cousin of
his daughter in law in Panipat. The Cousin was recently blessed with a baby
boy around the same time she was blessed with a daughter. Her parents had
died and her parents-in-law were too old and frail to take care and stayed in
Punjab. Her husband was going overseas for a couple of months. Her name
was Ritu. He had some vague recollection of meeting her at her Tayaji’s
place once. His parents had been to their house a couple of times.

Since it was request from his Tayaji, his father could not say no. So Vicky
was packed and dispatched to Panipat. Panipat is about 90km from Delhi. For
good measure he was given his books to study. His parents thought this way
he would be away from trouble. God is great. He understood the maxim
when he reached there.

The End