ab tak 42 - Autobiography of the Promiscuous Male

[cheatermale]

Saaksh-AATKAR

That night is etched in my memory indelibly.

When I crept my hand in her blanket, my dick was completely erect in my pants and I was a wee bit uncomfortable. My hand was on her arm and she was deep asleep. I brushed her arms and even moved my hand on open hair. Silk was the feeling.

However, I was also having a full bladder, so I got up and went to the loo. I came back and kept looking at her. In the shade of the light coming from the gallery, she was looking like a princess. I kept on contemplating my next move and decided to lie down in my previous position and crept my hand again in her blanket, this time moving my hand to her shoulders. She still didnot stir, then I moved my hand on her neck and she got up with a start. She removed my hand once again. Looked at me and then shifted a lil away, tucked the blanket around her.

I was getting tired lying still. The arm on my eyes prevented me to see, whether she was awake or not. I decided to take the plunge. I landed my hand directly on her shoulder and traced it down on her left boob.
She held my hand and said, "kya kar rahe ho?" (what are you doing?)

I retorted, "jo aap kar rahi thi." (Whatever you were doing?)

She: "Matlab" (Meaning)

I: "Aap bhi to Payajame mein haath daal kar kuch kar rahi thi" (Even you were doing something by putting your hand in your payajama)

She got up and switched on the light. Looked at me and said, "wo to self-satisfaction ke liye tha. Tu jo kar raha hai wo galat hai." (That was for self-satisfaction, what you are doing is wrong)