ab tak 42 - Autobiography of the Promiscuous Male

[andhratochennai]

To set the scene, our govt. quarter was a two bedroom flat, one bedroom was bigger than other and there was a small lobby. Two bedrooms were seperated by bathroom and tiolet in between. and there was a small passage to enter the smaller bedroom at back. This smaller bedroom was my room, which had a single bed, a small study table, one cupboard in the wall, which was full of clothes, books and a lot of cassettes (I was a music buff).

The study table was pushed ahead and two chairs were placed on the either side so that I and Pooja could sit across.The first night, when she same to study, she was wearing the usual salwar kameej, as it was her normal attire. I put my foot between her legs. She squirmed. I assured her that unlike her mom, my mother won't even peep into see whether we are studying or fucking. She tried to remove my feet, but I persisted and twitched my foot in her pussy area. And then after 15 minutes or so, I think, she had her first orgasm, she squeezed my foot a few times and went all red. Then she just relaxed and gave a soft moan. (I could not fathom at that time, but she said, she wanted to go and pee).

After her, I also went to the bathroom and masterbated. On return, I groped her boobs from behind for 2-3 minutes. I egged her to wear skirt, which she refused. However, this became a daily routine, I would put my feet there, she would squeeze my dick when I got up, I would masterbate after half and hour or so and then we would study. It was not possible for me to concentrate on anything unless I had spilled the seed in the toilet.

Also, I got a chance to fuck Seema once in between. We spent two hours with each other, during which time, I fucked her twice. Our timings and enjoyment had increased manyfold by then. However, she would not suck me, but I started enjoying licking her and was spending more and more time with my face buried in her pussy, even in the evenings, when we went to our usual place behind the water tank.

Also, during this time, once I had wandered in the backlane when we hit the ball there. There I saw Mrs. Khare, one of the hottest aunties of our colony changing clothes from the curtain slightly drawn aside. I just saw her back when she was putting up her Kameej, while she was facing opposite me. The time was around 5.30PM. She was known to dress for her husband who used to return every evening around 6 - 6.15 and then they usually went out on the Bajaj Cub Scooter that Mr. Khare owned. I made it a practise to visit that window time and again at the same time. Mostly I wasted my time waiting for her, but sometimes I got lucky, when I saw her bare back or panty clad bums.

Post Diwali, when there was a little chill in the air, one day Pooja arrived in a thick nightie at my home. I asked her, whether she has done it on purpose, she said, no she did it because now she is feeling the chill.

To be continued..... Pooja Continued...

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