Misc. Erotica My Story by Vinman (Complited)

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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 college with friends, as a small gift she kissed him at a secluded spot in the college and lifted her skirt for him to do a quickie oral in college 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. 

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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.

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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. 

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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. 

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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. 

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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. 

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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. 

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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 college 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 colleges  would only open mid-July, so for the children it was a long-long-long holiday.  In those good old days, few colleges 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. 

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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)” 

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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. 

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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 college.  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)” 

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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 college 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.

[Blue Bull]

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. 

[Blue Bull]

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 college 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. 

[Blue Bull]

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.

[Blue Bull]

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. 

[Blue Bull]

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. 

[Blue Bull]

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. 

[Blue Bull]

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 colleges 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. 

[Blue Bull]

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.