04-01-2022, 01:12 PM
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This is my first story here. Found this title in a website and developed the story on my own.
I am Anu, a young and beautiful girl and my age is 18. I want to tell the story of how I got pregnant by an old beggar. I am living in a small town in South India. My family was wealthy in the town. I completed my schooling in my hometown. After completing my plus two, I got a seat in a college nearby. My family was very happy to get a seat in that college and I studied very well.
I was a first-class student in my department. I am 5’4 ft tall and I have good structure and milk skin tone. Usually I wear Churidar Sometimes half sarees to my college. Even my class girls admire me and envy my color and structure. Many of the boys in my college, even seniors and other neighborhood boys also proposed to me but I didn't accept anyone. Only focused on my studies.
After a semester, my parents bought me a scooter to avoid the crowded college bus. They are more protective of me. I was going to college on that scooter which is five kilometers away from my hometown.
In between my college and house, there was one bridge over a canal that I have to cross every day. As usual, one day when I crossed the bridge on the way to college, I noticed an old beggar under the bridge platform at one edge of the canal. He was around his 50’s and messy brownish mixed with white hair and beards. He didn't have many clothes on him to cover himself. He was simply sitting at the edge of the canal. He was looking into the sky and singing and doing his actions.
I observed him continuously for one week when I was on the way to college and back home. Simply sitting and sleeping under the bridge. Maybe he was eating the leftovers from the nearest villages that he got from his begging. Every day I saw him like this. Then one day I felt bad and decided to help him. This was the biggest mistake that I made in my life, then my life took a turn and changed from that day itself.
The next day, I packed one more lunch box and an old blanket and put it in my college bag, not being noticed by anyone in my home. I started college half an hour late so that nobody could see me help him. That day on the way to college I reached the bridge. Then I parked my scooter on the bridge and went down under the bridge.
He was not there in his place under the bridge. I felt sad because I couldn’t see or help him. I thought he moved out of this place. Then decided to leave and turned. There I found him sleeping under a concrete floor between two bridge’s pillars. It was not noticeable from the bridge or sideways. I went near him and woke him up to give him food and the blanket that I brought for him. He woke up and saw me with the lunch box and blanket in surprise.
He asked, “Is that for me, child?” I said “yes” and handed over the lunch and blanket.
Then I was shy and shocked to see him semi-nude. His dirty cloth was small and above his waist. Then I noticed his dick which was hanging out from the cloth, I was blushing. I had never seen any man’s dick before except in porn videos that were shown by friends. His dick was full of dust and dirty hair but it was like a rod. It was 7 inches long and 2 inches thick and looked like a black rod.
He took the lunch box from my hand and started to eat it. He told his story about him and how he ended up here. I felt sorry for him. But my eyes fixed on his cock. He noticed it. After emptying the lunchbox and washing his hands in the canal. Then I saw him smile and I also was happy to help an old beggar. Then he came to me and suddenly hugged me tightly, that moment I lost my control and my body was shivering in shock.
It was the first time a man touched my body and he was semi-nude. He was taller than me, I felt his dick was stabbing my navel. I felt his dick erection. Come to my consciousness, I pushed him away and gave him a stare. He smiled again. Then with fear I left the place without looking back. I took my scooter and went to college.
The whole day I wasn't able to concentrate on anything and only that old beggar and his cock picture was running in my mind. I felt an uncontrollable desire inside me and also I had sympathy for his poor state. Then I decided not to go to see him again. But on the way back home, when I was crossing the bridge, my eyes were searching for him. He was not there, maybe he was sleeping on his concrete bed.
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I am Anu, a young and beautiful girl and my age is 18. I want to tell the story of how I got pregnant by an old beggar. I am living in a small town in South India. My family was wealthy in the town. I completed my schooling in my hometown. After completing my plus two, I got a seat in a college nearby. My family was very happy to get a seat in that college and I studied very well.
I was a first-class student in my department. I am 5’4 ft tall and I have good structure and milk skin tone. Usually I wear Churidar Sometimes half sarees to my college. Even my class girls admire me and envy my color and structure. Many of the boys in my college, even seniors and other neighborhood boys also proposed to me but I didn't accept anyone. Only focused on my studies.
After a semester, my parents bought me a scooter to avoid the crowded college bus. They are more protective of me. I was going to college on that scooter which is five kilometers away from my hometown.
In between my college and house, there was one bridge over a canal that I have to cross every day. As usual, one day when I crossed the bridge on the way to college, I noticed an old beggar under the bridge platform at one edge of the canal. He was around his 50’s and messy brownish mixed with white hair and beards. He didn't have many clothes on him to cover himself. He was simply sitting at the edge of the canal. He was looking into the sky and singing and doing his actions.
I observed him continuously for one week when I was on the way to college and back home. Simply sitting and sleeping under the bridge. Maybe he was eating the leftovers from the nearest villages that he got from his begging. Every day I saw him like this. Then one day I felt bad and decided to help him. This was the biggest mistake that I made in my life, then my life took a turn and changed from that day itself.
The next day, I packed one more lunch box and an old blanket and put it in my college bag, not being noticed by anyone in my home. I started college half an hour late so that nobody could see me help him. That day on the way to college I reached the bridge. Then I parked my scooter on the bridge and went down under the bridge.
He was not there in his place under the bridge. I felt sad because I couldn’t see or help him. I thought he moved out of this place. Then decided to leave and turned. There I found him sleeping under a concrete floor between two bridge’s pillars. It was not noticeable from the bridge or sideways. I went near him and woke him up to give him food and the blanket that I brought for him. He woke up and saw me with the lunch box and blanket in surprise.
He asked, “Is that for me, child?” I said “yes” and handed over the lunch and blanket.
Then I was shy and shocked to see him semi-nude. His dirty cloth was small and above his waist. Then I noticed his dick which was hanging out from the cloth, I was blushing. I had never seen any man’s dick before except in porn videos that were shown by friends. His dick was full of dust and dirty hair but it was like a rod. It was 7 inches long and 2 inches thick and looked like a black rod.
He took the lunch box from my hand and started to eat it. He told his story about him and how he ended up here. I felt sorry for him. But my eyes fixed on his cock. He noticed it. After emptying the lunchbox and washing his hands in the canal. Then I saw him smile and I also was happy to help an old beggar. Then he came to me and suddenly hugged me tightly, that moment I lost my control and my body was shivering in shock.
It was the first time a man touched my body and he was semi-nude. He was taller than me, I felt his dick was stabbing my navel. I felt his dick erection. Come to my consciousness, I pushed him away and gave him a stare. He smiled again. Then with fear I left the place without looking back. I took my scooter and went to college.
The whole day I wasn't able to concentrate on anything and only that old beggar and his cock picture was running in my mind. I felt an uncontrollable desire inside me and also I had sympathy for his poor state. Then I decided not to go to see him again. But on the way back home, when I was crossing the bridge, my eyes were searching for him. He was not there, maybe he was sleeping on his concrete bed.
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