26-04-2019, 02:26 AM
(This post was last modified: 26-04-2019, 03:22 AM by TheDreamer. Edited 1 time in total. Edited 1 time in total.)
This experience which I am sharing right now started at 2008 when I was in 9th Class studying at a remote village of Odisha. That is the time I was first introduced to adult words, talks, pics and More.
Chapter 1: Collecting Magazines
I Don't remember exactly when I started feeling about sexuality but I have started liking bold songs of Bollywood so that I can get a glimpse of actresses naval and cleavage. At that time on Sunday we used to get hot images of actress or models in Sunday newspaper and I started collecting it. I didn't have idea what to do with those pictures but I started collecting it in my Small wooden trunk where I used to keep all my stuff's. One day after coming from school when I opened my box I didn't found it and got tensed thinking my mom or sister may have found it and now I will be beaten like anything and started crying a little and sniffing around the room in a hope to found it in somewhere but I can't so I just sat down in ground. Suddenly someone entered the room and I got frightened and look at the entrance thinking I will be beaten now but I found standing Dipti there, she is my neighbor. She is the main Character of the story so let me pause the story for a moment and introduce her to all of you. She was at college studing B.A 2nd Year. Now let's continue. She entered the room and told me I found some nude pictures of actress in your box while searching for carrom striker and I was like shit what happened she must told told this to everyone but what she told me shocked me. I have thrown those pictures don't doing these again otherwise I will tell to your mother. I felt relaxed and calmed and she went. I thought I won't do this again but next week when when I opened Sunday magazine there was pictures of Miss India participates standing in Bikini on the Beach. I couldn't resist my self and opened magazine when no one was present around me. At the afternoon when I was studying in backwards with my aged neighbouring kids she came and sat as regularly and opened the same magazine and started reading it. After some time she told my tution teacher (Dipti's friend who is 2 year older than her) aaj Kal k bache pata nahi Kya Kya dekhte rehte Hein looking at me. I got scared if she would tell this to teacher then I will be beaten up by bamboo stick. But she talked to her in some other topics and went after 5-10 mins. I felt relaxed and thought not to look at that magazine again.
At That time we used to have a big Mud House with 4 Room and a member of 8 person and Dipti's family have two rooms and 8 person so she used to sleep in my chote grandmother's room.
And I used to sleep with my Grandma because we both love sleeping in ground and she takes care of me a lot and love me the most.
I didn't looked at any pictures after that incident everything was going normal. Me and my friends used to take bath at a pond present in school campus every Saturday after school is over and that perticular day my friend's started talking about Geetanjali. She was tall like me with a healthy figure. Till that time I haven't seen or thought about her in wrong manner but at that time everyone was talking about her Boobs Even I joined the conversation and started thinking why I am looking at. Magazines when I can look at her boobs. Her Boobs was quite big compared to our age by this time one friend started narrating how he saw her cleavage and we all got excited to hear that and started listening to him. He told that he was at the tubrwell after the gardening session to wash his hands and at that time Geetanjali came to fill water in her bottle so he requested her to press the lever of hand tubel so he will do the same for her so she can fill water in bottle.so when His turn came he started making the hand tubel up and down and water came out of tubewell to fill the bottle she bend over and from her school uniform which was Skirt and half sleeve white shirt her cleavage was visible because of the size. We were like wow man you are great to see that and I started thinking I will do the same next time.
Chapter 1: Collecting Magazines
I Don't remember exactly when I started feeling about sexuality but I have started liking bold songs of Bollywood so that I can get a glimpse of actresses naval and cleavage. At that time on Sunday we used to get hot images of actress or models in Sunday newspaper and I started collecting it. I didn't have idea what to do with those pictures but I started collecting it in my Small wooden trunk where I used to keep all my stuff's. One day after coming from school when I opened my box I didn't found it and got tensed thinking my mom or sister may have found it and now I will be beaten like anything and started crying a little and sniffing around the room in a hope to found it in somewhere but I can't so I just sat down in ground. Suddenly someone entered the room and I got frightened and look at the entrance thinking I will be beaten now but I found standing Dipti there, she is my neighbor. She is the main Character of the story so let me pause the story for a moment and introduce her to all of you. She was at college studing B.A 2nd Year. Now let's continue. She entered the room and told me I found some nude pictures of actress in your box while searching for carrom striker and I was like shit what happened she must told told this to everyone but what she told me shocked me. I have thrown those pictures don't doing these again otherwise I will tell to your mother. I felt relaxed and calmed and she went. I thought I won't do this again but next week when when I opened Sunday magazine there was pictures of Miss India participates standing in Bikini on the Beach. I couldn't resist my self and opened magazine when no one was present around me. At the afternoon when I was studying in backwards with my aged neighbouring kids she came and sat as regularly and opened the same magazine and started reading it. After some time she told my tution teacher (Dipti's friend who is 2 year older than her) aaj Kal k bache pata nahi Kya Kya dekhte rehte Hein looking at me. I got scared if she would tell this to teacher then I will be beaten up by bamboo stick. But she talked to her in some other topics and went after 5-10 mins. I felt relaxed and thought not to look at that magazine again.
At That time we used to have a big Mud House with 4 Room and a member of 8 person and Dipti's family have two rooms and 8 person so she used to sleep in my chote grandmother's room.
And I used to sleep with my Grandma because we both love sleeping in ground and she takes care of me a lot and love me the most.
I didn't looked at any pictures after that incident everything was going normal. Me and my friends used to take bath at a pond present in school campus every Saturday after school is over and that perticular day my friend's started talking about Geetanjali. She was tall like me with a healthy figure. Till that time I haven't seen or thought about her in wrong manner but at that time everyone was talking about her Boobs Even I joined the conversation and started thinking why I am looking at. Magazines when I can look at her boobs. Her Boobs was quite big compared to our age by this time one friend started narrating how he saw her cleavage and we all got excited to hear that and started listening to him. He told that he was at the tubrwell after the gardening session to wash his hands and at that time Geetanjali came to fill water in her bottle so he requested her to press the lever of hand tubel so he will do the same for her so she can fill water in bottle.so when His turn came he started making the hand tubel up and down and water came out of tubewell to fill the bottle she bend over and from her school uniform which was Skirt and half sleeve white shirt her cleavage was visible because of the size. We were like wow man you are great to see that and I started thinking I will do the same next time.
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