19-12-2018, 03:03 PM
Part - 78
I couldn't help but wonder if she'd ever seen a man's cock in real before. If she'd not, her state of mind was understandable. However, even if she had seen one before, I could well imagine her condition, since that magnificent cock she'd just seen happened to be that of none other than her affable, young cousin. Her eyes were darting from one place to another, as she tried to come to terms with what we'd just witnessed.
Looking at her in the dark, her prone form illuminated only by the faint light that filtered through the windows, I reached out to offer my left hand to her. She hesitated for a moment, before pulling her right hand from between her thighs, and taking hold of mine. Squeezing her trembling fingers gently, I said "Mini ... all this is perfectly normal ... you should not think that your brother has done something wrong ... or Sarla aunty for that matter..." my voice a whisper, as I tried to soothe her frayed nerves.
From the manner she looked at me, wide eyed, I realized those were precisely the thoughts that were troubling her. Placing her trembling palm on my chest, and patting it gently, I continued "We both saw how attracted Biju was to Sarla aunty, isn't it... ?" trying to explain to her why there was nothing out of the ordinary about what had happened. Seeing her nod imperceptibly, still unsure of her voice, I said "It's not his fault ... after all; Sarla aunty is a very attractive woman, isn't she... ?" questioning her with my eyes. Once again, she nodded quickly, her lips trembling ever so slightly.
"And moreover, Sarla aunty too is human ... isn't it natural that she too would be attracted to a nice, good looking boy like your cousin..." I continued, continuing to gaze at her. As she continued to look at me, as if waiting for me to continue, I said "And when we guys feel very attracted to a woman ... and we get aroused ... you know what happens to us, right... ?" clearing my throat, even as I tried to imagine how all this would have happened.
Taking her palm, which I held against my chest, I pushed it down towards my pelvis, till it came in contact with the rock hard bulge of my cock under that thick track pants. Pressing her trembling fingers to my aroused cock under my track pants, I repeated "You know what happens to us ... right, Mini... ?" looking her in the eye, even as I felt her fingers tremble at the feel of my erection under my clothes. "Yes..." I heard her whisper, her voice a barely audible croak, even as her thin lips trembled.
Keeping her hand on my erection, I continued "So you see ... when Sarla aunty would have gone in to give Biju the bedsheet ... she would have ... you know ... seen ... umm ... Biju masturbating..." my own voice beginning to sound hoarse with arousal. As I mentioned about Mini's teenage cousin brother being caught masturbating my Sarla bhabhi, a little shiver seemed to go through Mini's body, and I heard her breath catch in her throat. Squeezing her trembling fingers on to my hard cock through the track pants, I said quickly "There's nothing wrong with masturbating, Mini ... it's perfectly normal ... even I do it..." trying to reign in her nervousness.
As Mini nodded nervously, continuing to gaze at me through those large, black eyes of hers, I continued "And so ... when Sarla aunty would have accidentally seen that ... she ... umm ... would have felt sorry for him ... and ... would have naturally wanted to help him out..." trying to explain to this sexy, teenage, South Indian teenage girl, how the sequence of events would have panned out, culminating with what we'd just witnessed.
As Mini nodded dumbly, I let go of her hand which was resting on the bulge of my cock, and reaching out to touch her cheek, said softly "If you had seen someone you like ... in that condition ... wouldn't you also have done the same, Mini... ?" my voice thick with arousal, even as I ran my fingers over her thin, trembling lips. "Unhhh..." I heard her gasp ever so softly, her lips quivering, as she clasped my fingers with her left hand, and pressed it to her burning cheeks.
Nodding her head, she managed to gasp "Yes..." her voice a barely audible croak. So hot was the skin of her cheeks that I could almost feel the heat emanating from her body. Pleased that she'd not jerked her right hand away from my erection when I had let go of her hand, I looked into her eyes and said "Like how Biju feels about Sarla aunty ... is how I feel about you, Mini..." running my tongue over my parched lips, even as I felt my throbbing cock twitch involuntarily inside my track pants.
"Bhaiyyaa..." I heard her gasp, as she felt my cock twitch under her fingers. As Mini pressed her burning hot cheeks to the palm of my hand, I couldn't help but notice how different she'd turned out to be. When I'd first seen her at Amisha's place, she'd come across as a flirtatious girl, confident about herself, and trying very hard to be noticed by boys her age. However, as I had come to know her better, I had realized that underneath that seductive exterior, lay a simple, straightforward girl, who could go weak at the knees at my touch.
Sliding my palm downwards from her cheeks, I ran my fingers along her slender neck, till they came to rest on the hollow between her collar bones. I felt her tremble, and pull up her legs in a foetal postion, a shiver running through her body again. I could feel her heart beating frantically under her chest, as I asked "Mini ... can I feel you... ?" my voice thick with arousal. "Unhhh..." was all that she was able to muster, even as she nodded her head apprehensively.
With a groan, I slid my palm down the wide, open, round neck of her oversized maxi, and placed my hand on the swell of her breasts through the bra. A tiny hiss escaped her quivering lips, as she felt my fingers close around the incredible firmness of her young, tender, tennis ball sized through the thin cotton fabric of her undone bra. As my groping fingers slid under the loosened cups of her bra, my fingers came in contact with the hot, burning skin of her teenage breasts.
A little shudder went through her body, as my fingers grazed against the tiny, rock hard, erect nubbins of her not yet fully developed nipples, and I felt the fingers of her right hand close around the shaft of my hard cock through my tracks, even as she involuntarily grasped my wrist. "Oh, Mini ... your breasts feel so good..." I groaned, making it a point to continue speaking to her, realizing she'd had little or no experience of a guy touching her like this. "Bhaiyyaa..." she hissed again, unable to say anything else, even as she hunched her shoulders involuntarily, in response to my hands closing around the incredible hardness of her young 32-B breasts.
Unable to control my arousal any longer, I sat up on the mattress on which I lay. Mini lay on her side, on the sofa, the breeze from the fan causing her oversized maxi to balloon up around her slender legs. Even as she watched me nervously, her heart undoubtedly thudding inside her chest, I slid closer to her and placed my hand on her right leg. In a quick move, I pushed up her thin, loose maxi, bringing her dark, slender legs to my view.
As I ran the palm of my left hand along the smooth skin of her legs, I felt the strength of her firm calf muscles. As she lay there unmoving, watching me through those wide eyes of hers, her breath escaping through her parted lips, I said "You have very strong legs, Mini..." trying to keep talking to her. Her calf muscles were indeed very strong, and I meant what I had said. "Do you play any sport... ?" I asked her softly, continuing to gently caress her calves. "I ... I am on the college hockey team..." I heard her answer, her voice failing her once again. I found myself smiling when I heard that.
There was something about sporty girls that I found very desirable, and I could well imagine how sexy Mini would look playing hockey. That probably explained why her college uniform skirt was a tad shorter than those worn by most other girls. Sliding closer to her till I was sitting on the floor next to her belly, I took her right hand in mine, and bringing it to my lips, kissed the back of her hand gently.
"I think you have a lovely body, Mini ... very sexy..." I said to her gently, even as I looked into her eyes and kissed her hand, my other hand continuing to caress her strong calf muscles. I saw a glimmer of self consciousness flash over her dusky face, as she smiled shyly and answered "Thanks ... thank you, bhaiyyaa..." her voice catching in her throat.
I had pushed her maxi up to her knees, and as I began to push it further up, I felt her twitch nervously, and grab hold of my hand to stop me. When I looked at her, I saw her glance nervously towards the passage that led from the living room to the bedrooms. Leaning forward, till my face was only inches away from hers, I whispered "Don't be scared ... no one is going to come out now..." feeling her hot breath on my face.
As she nodded, her slender lips quivering, I whispered "May I kiss you, Mini... ?" looking into her eyes intently. Even in the semi darkness, I could make out that her eyes were burning with desire, albeit scared. Seeing her nod nervously, I brought my lips to hers, and kissed her ever so gently, running my tongue against her trembling lips softly. I heard a soft moan escape her lips, and a shudder went through her entire body.
Responding with fervor, as if awaiting this moment to let go of her control, the immensely desireable slim, dark teenager flung her arms around my neck, and pressed her mouth to mine, moaning softly. She may have been an awkward kisser, but she more that made up for it with her passion, almost trying to devour my probing tongue.
Taking advantage of her state, I quickly slid my left hand up her legs, feeling her slender, yet strong, muscular thighs. There was something incredibly erotic about feeling the young, strong, slender body of a teenage collegegirl under the borrowed, oversized maxi that she wore; and I caressed her thighs, making her squirm with desire.
As I continued to kiss her passionately, my hand slid up her thigh, till I felt the fabric of the white cotton panties she wore. With a throaty groan, even as my tongue continued to lash against hers, I cupped her petitie, yet firm, mucular buttocks with my hand, and squeezed them gently. Her legs went taut, and she involuntarily thrust her pelvis towards me, unable to control how her body was responding any more.
Letting go of her butt, I slid my hand upwards under her maxi, and marveled at how shapely and firm, her body was. There was not even an ounce of baby fat around her slender waist, and her belly muscles were taut in a way that only those of an athlete could be. As my palm came to rest on her taut, trembling belly, I pulled my lips away from hers, and gazed into her eyes. Her breathing had become shallow by now, and she was watching me wide eyed, her lips trembling.
I couldn't help but wonder if she'd ever seen a man's cock in real before. If she'd not, her state of mind was understandable. However, even if she had seen one before, I could well imagine her condition, since that magnificent cock she'd just seen happened to be that of none other than her affable, young cousin. Her eyes were darting from one place to another, as she tried to come to terms with what we'd just witnessed.
Looking at her in the dark, her prone form illuminated only by the faint light that filtered through the windows, I reached out to offer my left hand to her. She hesitated for a moment, before pulling her right hand from between her thighs, and taking hold of mine. Squeezing her trembling fingers gently, I said "Mini ... all this is perfectly normal ... you should not think that your brother has done something wrong ... or Sarla aunty for that matter..." my voice a whisper, as I tried to soothe her frayed nerves.
From the manner she looked at me, wide eyed, I realized those were precisely the thoughts that were troubling her. Placing her trembling palm on my chest, and patting it gently, I continued "We both saw how attracted Biju was to Sarla aunty, isn't it... ?" trying to explain to her why there was nothing out of the ordinary about what had happened. Seeing her nod imperceptibly, still unsure of her voice, I said "It's not his fault ... after all; Sarla aunty is a very attractive woman, isn't she... ?" questioning her with my eyes. Once again, she nodded quickly, her lips trembling ever so slightly.
"And moreover, Sarla aunty too is human ... isn't it natural that she too would be attracted to a nice, good looking boy like your cousin..." I continued, continuing to gaze at her. As she continued to look at me, as if waiting for me to continue, I said "And when we guys feel very attracted to a woman ... and we get aroused ... you know what happens to us, right... ?" clearing my throat, even as I tried to imagine how all this would have happened.
Taking her palm, which I held against my chest, I pushed it down towards my pelvis, till it came in contact with the rock hard bulge of my cock under that thick track pants. Pressing her trembling fingers to my aroused cock under my track pants, I repeated "You know what happens to us ... right, Mini... ?" looking her in the eye, even as I felt her fingers tremble at the feel of my erection under my clothes. "Yes..." I heard her whisper, her voice a barely audible croak, even as her thin lips trembled.
Keeping her hand on my erection, I continued "So you see ... when Sarla aunty would have gone in to give Biju the bedsheet ... she would have ... you know ... seen ... umm ... Biju masturbating..." my own voice beginning to sound hoarse with arousal. As I mentioned about Mini's teenage cousin brother being caught masturbating my Sarla bhabhi, a little shiver seemed to go through Mini's body, and I heard her breath catch in her throat. Squeezing her trembling fingers on to my hard cock through the track pants, I said quickly "There's nothing wrong with masturbating, Mini ... it's perfectly normal ... even I do it..." trying to reign in her nervousness.
As Mini nodded nervously, continuing to gaze at me through those large, black eyes of hers, I continued "And so ... when Sarla aunty would have accidentally seen that ... she ... umm ... would have felt sorry for him ... and ... would have naturally wanted to help him out..." trying to explain to this sexy, teenage, South Indian teenage girl, how the sequence of events would have panned out, culminating with what we'd just witnessed.
As Mini nodded dumbly, I let go of her hand which was resting on the bulge of my cock, and reaching out to touch her cheek, said softly "If you had seen someone you like ... in that condition ... wouldn't you also have done the same, Mini... ?" my voice thick with arousal, even as I ran my fingers over her thin, trembling lips. "Unhhh..." I heard her gasp ever so softly, her lips quivering, as she clasped my fingers with her left hand, and pressed it to her burning cheeks.
Nodding her head, she managed to gasp "Yes..." her voice a barely audible croak. So hot was the skin of her cheeks that I could almost feel the heat emanating from her body. Pleased that she'd not jerked her right hand away from my erection when I had let go of her hand, I looked into her eyes and said "Like how Biju feels about Sarla aunty ... is how I feel about you, Mini..." running my tongue over my parched lips, even as I felt my throbbing cock twitch involuntarily inside my track pants.
"Bhaiyyaa..." I heard her gasp, as she felt my cock twitch under her fingers. As Mini pressed her burning hot cheeks to the palm of my hand, I couldn't help but notice how different she'd turned out to be. When I'd first seen her at Amisha's place, she'd come across as a flirtatious girl, confident about herself, and trying very hard to be noticed by boys her age. However, as I had come to know her better, I had realized that underneath that seductive exterior, lay a simple, straightforward girl, who could go weak at the knees at my touch.
Sliding my palm downwards from her cheeks, I ran my fingers along her slender neck, till they came to rest on the hollow between her collar bones. I felt her tremble, and pull up her legs in a foetal postion, a shiver running through her body again. I could feel her heart beating frantically under her chest, as I asked "Mini ... can I feel you... ?" my voice thick with arousal. "Unhhh..." was all that she was able to muster, even as she nodded her head apprehensively.
With a groan, I slid my palm down the wide, open, round neck of her oversized maxi, and placed my hand on the swell of her breasts through the bra. A tiny hiss escaped her quivering lips, as she felt my fingers close around the incredible firmness of her young, tender, tennis ball sized through the thin cotton fabric of her undone bra. As my groping fingers slid under the loosened cups of her bra, my fingers came in contact with the hot, burning skin of her teenage breasts.
A little shudder went through her body, as my fingers grazed against the tiny, rock hard, erect nubbins of her not yet fully developed nipples, and I felt the fingers of her right hand close around the shaft of my hard cock through my tracks, even as she involuntarily grasped my wrist. "Oh, Mini ... your breasts feel so good..." I groaned, making it a point to continue speaking to her, realizing she'd had little or no experience of a guy touching her like this. "Bhaiyyaa..." she hissed again, unable to say anything else, even as she hunched her shoulders involuntarily, in response to my hands closing around the incredible hardness of her young 32-B breasts.
Unable to control my arousal any longer, I sat up on the mattress on which I lay. Mini lay on her side, on the sofa, the breeze from the fan causing her oversized maxi to balloon up around her slender legs. Even as she watched me nervously, her heart undoubtedly thudding inside her chest, I slid closer to her and placed my hand on her right leg. In a quick move, I pushed up her thin, loose maxi, bringing her dark, slender legs to my view.
As I ran the palm of my left hand along the smooth skin of her legs, I felt the strength of her firm calf muscles. As she lay there unmoving, watching me through those wide eyes of hers, her breath escaping through her parted lips, I said "You have very strong legs, Mini..." trying to keep talking to her. Her calf muscles were indeed very strong, and I meant what I had said. "Do you play any sport... ?" I asked her softly, continuing to gently caress her calves. "I ... I am on the college hockey team..." I heard her answer, her voice failing her once again. I found myself smiling when I heard that.
There was something about sporty girls that I found very desirable, and I could well imagine how sexy Mini would look playing hockey. That probably explained why her college uniform skirt was a tad shorter than those worn by most other girls. Sliding closer to her till I was sitting on the floor next to her belly, I took her right hand in mine, and bringing it to my lips, kissed the back of her hand gently.
"I think you have a lovely body, Mini ... very sexy..." I said to her gently, even as I looked into her eyes and kissed her hand, my other hand continuing to caress her strong calf muscles. I saw a glimmer of self consciousness flash over her dusky face, as she smiled shyly and answered "Thanks ... thank you, bhaiyyaa..." her voice catching in her throat.
I had pushed her maxi up to her knees, and as I began to push it further up, I felt her twitch nervously, and grab hold of my hand to stop me. When I looked at her, I saw her glance nervously towards the passage that led from the living room to the bedrooms. Leaning forward, till my face was only inches away from hers, I whispered "Don't be scared ... no one is going to come out now..." feeling her hot breath on my face.
As she nodded, her slender lips quivering, I whispered "May I kiss you, Mini... ?" looking into her eyes intently. Even in the semi darkness, I could make out that her eyes were burning with desire, albeit scared. Seeing her nod nervously, I brought my lips to hers, and kissed her ever so gently, running my tongue against her trembling lips softly. I heard a soft moan escape her lips, and a shudder went through her entire body.
Responding with fervor, as if awaiting this moment to let go of her control, the immensely desireable slim, dark teenager flung her arms around my neck, and pressed her mouth to mine, moaning softly. She may have been an awkward kisser, but she more that made up for it with her passion, almost trying to devour my probing tongue.
Taking advantage of her state, I quickly slid my left hand up her legs, feeling her slender, yet strong, muscular thighs. There was something incredibly erotic about feeling the young, strong, slender body of a teenage collegegirl under the borrowed, oversized maxi that she wore; and I caressed her thighs, making her squirm with desire.
As I continued to kiss her passionately, my hand slid up her thigh, till I felt the fabric of the white cotton panties she wore. With a throaty groan, even as my tongue continued to lash against hers, I cupped her petitie, yet firm, mucular buttocks with my hand, and squeezed them gently. Her legs went taut, and she involuntarily thrust her pelvis towards me, unable to control how her body was responding any more.
Letting go of her butt, I slid my hand upwards under her maxi, and marveled at how shapely and firm, her body was. There was not even an ounce of baby fat around her slender waist, and her belly muscles were taut in a way that only those of an athlete could be. As my palm came to rest on her taut, trembling belly, I pulled my lips away from hers, and gazed into her eyes. Her breathing had become shallow by now, and she was watching me wide eyed, her lips trembling.
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