19-12-2018, 03:44 PM
Part - 82
She blinked her eyes rapidly, and angrily wiped her tears away, before looking into my eyes. She gazed into my eyes for what seemed like an eternity, oblivious of her nakedness. "Ohh, bhaiyyaa..." she finally cried out, as much with anguish as with relief, and flung her arms around my neck. With a little cry, she wrapped her slender, yet strong arms around my neck, and smothered me with her embrace.
She clung on to me like a small child, pressing her young, firm body to mine, and holding on to me as if for dear life. "I love you, bhaiyyaa..." I heard her whisper hoarsely, her throat still heavy with her crying. "I love you too, baby..." I found myself saying, as I held her lithe, supple, naked body in my arms, rocking back and forth gently in an attempt to soothe her.
Gently, I lay back, pulling me down with her, so that she was practically lying on top of me, her naked body pressed to mine. My cock, despite the emotional turmoil, was still rock hard, and rubbed against her thighs, as she flung her legs across my pelvis.
I could well imagine how miserable a young girl like her would be feeling, at having failed in her attempt to act like a grown up. Realizing that the only way to make her feel better about herself would be to have her do something for me, I said softly "Baby ... see how hard I still am ... it's only because of you..." gently caressing her bare back.
Lifting her gaze to look at me, she replied "But, bhaiyyaa ... I could not..." unable to complete her sentence. "You will, baby ... you will ... this is not the last time..." I said to her with a gentle smile, caressing her cheeks, and running my fingers along her trembling lips. Seeing that she was still unconvinced, I said "Now, will you do something for me, baby..." smiling at her lovingly. "Yes ... yes ... tell me, please..." she blurted, eager to redeem herself in some way.
Moving my hips so that my hard cock rubbed against her slim, muscular thighs, I said "Will you stroke me, baby ... with your hand... ?" my voice ever so gently. "Oh, yes bhaiyyaa ... please ... I will do..." she mumbled guiltily, grateful that I had not abandoned her. As she tried to sit up to go towards my cock, I held her in place, and said "No, baby ... just lie here ... and do it with your hand ... I want to feel your lovely body in my hands..." smiling at her.
A tiny, tentative smile came to her trembling lips, as she quickly nodded her head, and snuggled up to me. Resting her head on my shoulder, my chin touching her skull, she reached down to once again take my cock in her hand. Without any delay, she looked down at my cock, and quickly took hold of it in her hand.
Taking it in her grasp, this time holding it with all her fingers, she began to stroke it rhythmically. I just lay back, and gazed at the incredibly sexy body of this young, teenage college girl, lying naked in my arms, her dark body glistening with sweat, and those incredibly hard, tennis ball sized breasts pressed against my rib cage, stroking my cock intently.
I had been holding on to my erection for a fair bit of time now, and new that I was going to ejaculate soon. There was something even more erotic about the unpracticed and somewhat awkward manner in which she stroked my cock, and I felt my balls tightening in anticipation. "Do it faster, Mini..." I found myself urging her, eliciting a soft murmur of assent from her. Tightening her grip around the shaft of my cock, she began to pump it faster, holding it upright in her hand.
"Yessss ... that feels so good..." I hissed, more for her benefit than mine, and clutched her slender back, urging her to stroke me faster. She still had her right leg dbangd over my thighs, and her knees were almost touching my swollen balls, as she jerked my cock intently, watching it in rapt attention. "Mini ... I'm going to come now..." I groaned, reaching down to cup her buttocks as I said that.
"Unhh..." she muttered, nodding her head, as she increased the tempo of stroking me. "Oh, yesss..." I groaned, as I felt my pent up arousal finally burst, sending a thick, ropey, spurt of my sizzling hot semen shooting out through the slit of my swollen cock head. Mini gave a tiny yelp of surprise, as she saw my ejaculation spurt out of my cock, and land on my belly.
Her fingers automatically tightened around the shaft of my cock, as she stopped jerking immediately, and just held my cock, watching in rapt attention, as subsequent bursts of my ejaculation shot out of my cock, and dribbled down the shaft, forming a little pool of semen at the base of my cock.
"Phhewww..." I breathed, falling back on my pillow, relieved to have finally come. The young Mini held on to my cock like something precious, as she took in the sight of a man ejaculating, perhaps for the first time in her life. When she finally looked up at me, I smiled at her weekly, and said "That was lovely, Mini ... it felt so nice ... thank you so much..." my chest heaving.
It had not been my one of strongest orgasms, but it definitely had been one of the most emotionally satisfying ones. "So much better than fucking those sluttish village girls..." I thought to myself wryly, even a I reached out to caress Mini's cheeks. There was a hint of a smile on her face, flushed with excitement as she was; and I was relieved to see that she was beginning to feel better about herself now.
As she continued to gaze at me lovingly, I said "You were great, Mini ... you were fantastic..." trying my best to make her feel good about herself. She blushed at that, and smiled shyly, still not letting go of the shaft of my cock which had begun to go limp now. "Now let me clean up..." I said to her with a little laugh, gently pushing her away from me, and sitting up in the mattress.
She watched me, tenderness writ all over her face, as took my discarded underwear, and wiped myself clean. Tucking the crumpled underwear under the mattress, I reached out to take the bottle of water that Sarla bhabhi had placed by the side of sofa. Offering her the bottle, I said "Drink some water, baby ... I know you are thirsty..." smiling at her warmly.
She took the bottle from me silently, and drank from it thirstily, before handing the bottle back to me. After I'd quenched my thirst too, I turned to her and said "Now we better get dressed..." chuckling good naturedly. Blushing at my remark, she sat up and put on her bra. Then she proceeded to slip the oversized gown over her head, even as I pulled the track pants over my legs.
As she sat there on the edge of the mattress, watching me like I was some hero, I reached out to her and kissed her softly on the lips. "Thank you, Mini..." I said to her softly, as I pulled my lips away from hers. "Thank you ... bhaiyyaa..." she replied simply, the simple, straightforward look back on her face. With the much anticipated encounter behind us, we lay back in our respective places; Mini on the couch and me on the mattress below.
Turning to her side, she dangled her hand down, and reached out to take my hand in hers. Holding my hand in hers, she wished me good night, and closed her eyes; a somewhat content look on her face. I watched her lie there, her eyes closed, and her breathing regular, as the tired girl drifted off to sleep content in the knowledge that she'd spent a special night with me. With a sigh, I too closed my eyes and lay back on the mattress, content with myself. Soon, with the sound of Mini's regular breathing in the background, I too drifted off to sleep.
I woke up the next morning, feeling the warmth of a soft body against mine. I sat up with a start, fearful for a moment that Mini might have come and lied down next to me sometime during the night. As I jerked my head to glance at who it was, relieved coursed through me. For it was not Mini, but the luscious Sarla bhabhi who lay curled up against me, her arms dbangd around me from behind.
My movements woke her up too, and as her sleepy eyes flitted open, she gave me lazy, sleepy smile. "Good morning, beta..." she wished me cheerfully, her fresh from sleep face creasing in a broad smile. "Uh, good morning, aunty..." I mumbled, alarmed at how she could have come and lain with me so openly, especially when Mini and her cousin were in the house. Catching the nervous look on my face, she chuckled and said "Don't worry, beta ... there is no one in the house..." rubbing her sleepy eyes, as she smiled at me.
"But, Mini... ?" I mumbled, my head still foggy from sleep. "Oh, she had to go to college, beta ... so they left early in the morning ... you were sleeping so peacefully that I didn't feel like waking you up ... so I dropped them home in the car..." she said cheerfully, ruffling my hair fondly. That's when I took a good look at Sarla bhabhi, and realized that she was clad in a petticoat and sleeveless blouse only.
I figured that she'd have changed into a saree to drop Mini and her cousin home, and upon getting back, would have discarded her saree, before getting into bed with me. Suddenly, I was conscious of the fact that I was still bare-chested, and began to search for my t-shirt.
"What's the hurry, beta ... you don't have a college to go to anymore ... do you... ?" she asked me teasingly, her merry eyes twinkling with laughter. "Yeah, you're right, aunty..." I replied with a laugh, realizing that my 36-year old married neighbour was inviting me spend some more time in bed with her. Reaching up to place her delicate, manicured fingers on my thigh, she said seductively "I wanted you so badly yesterday night, beta ... I even tried to wake you up..." her lips pouting sexily.
That's when memories of last night came flooding back to me, and I felt my cock harden instantly, as I thought about the luscious Sarla bhabhi jerking off the strapping, young Biju, and even giving him a blowjob. I was about to blurt about that I'd seen what she'd been up to, but held myself in check somehow. I figured it was better to a few aces up my sleeve with her. "Oh, aunty..." I groaned, portraying arousal "I was so turned on yesterday night ... and that Mini ... she just did not go inside ... so there was nothing I could do..." pouting my lips in pretentious disappointment.
As she smiled knowingly, I continued "Finally ... I had to go to the bathroom, and..." leaving the rest unsaid, and smiling shyly, letting her know with my eyes that I eventually had to masturbate. "Oh, so sad..." she purred sexily, her fingers creeping to my crotch, and caressing my rapidly hardening penis through the thick fabric of my track pants.
She blinked her eyes rapidly, and angrily wiped her tears away, before looking into my eyes. She gazed into my eyes for what seemed like an eternity, oblivious of her nakedness. "Ohh, bhaiyyaa..." she finally cried out, as much with anguish as with relief, and flung her arms around my neck. With a little cry, she wrapped her slender, yet strong arms around my neck, and smothered me with her embrace.
She clung on to me like a small child, pressing her young, firm body to mine, and holding on to me as if for dear life. "I love you, bhaiyyaa..." I heard her whisper hoarsely, her throat still heavy with her crying. "I love you too, baby..." I found myself saying, as I held her lithe, supple, naked body in my arms, rocking back and forth gently in an attempt to soothe her.
Gently, I lay back, pulling me down with her, so that she was practically lying on top of me, her naked body pressed to mine. My cock, despite the emotional turmoil, was still rock hard, and rubbed against her thighs, as she flung her legs across my pelvis.
I could well imagine how miserable a young girl like her would be feeling, at having failed in her attempt to act like a grown up. Realizing that the only way to make her feel better about herself would be to have her do something for me, I said softly "Baby ... see how hard I still am ... it's only because of you..." gently caressing her bare back.
Lifting her gaze to look at me, she replied "But, bhaiyyaa ... I could not..." unable to complete her sentence. "You will, baby ... you will ... this is not the last time..." I said to her with a gentle smile, caressing her cheeks, and running my fingers along her trembling lips. Seeing that she was still unconvinced, I said "Now, will you do something for me, baby..." smiling at her lovingly. "Yes ... yes ... tell me, please..." she blurted, eager to redeem herself in some way.
Moving my hips so that my hard cock rubbed against her slim, muscular thighs, I said "Will you stroke me, baby ... with your hand... ?" my voice ever so gently. "Oh, yes bhaiyyaa ... please ... I will do..." she mumbled guiltily, grateful that I had not abandoned her. As she tried to sit up to go towards my cock, I held her in place, and said "No, baby ... just lie here ... and do it with your hand ... I want to feel your lovely body in my hands..." smiling at her.
A tiny, tentative smile came to her trembling lips, as she quickly nodded her head, and snuggled up to me. Resting her head on my shoulder, my chin touching her skull, she reached down to once again take my cock in her hand. Without any delay, she looked down at my cock, and quickly took hold of it in her hand.
Taking it in her grasp, this time holding it with all her fingers, she began to stroke it rhythmically. I just lay back, and gazed at the incredibly sexy body of this young, teenage college girl, lying naked in my arms, her dark body glistening with sweat, and those incredibly hard, tennis ball sized breasts pressed against my rib cage, stroking my cock intently.
I had been holding on to my erection for a fair bit of time now, and new that I was going to ejaculate soon. There was something even more erotic about the unpracticed and somewhat awkward manner in which she stroked my cock, and I felt my balls tightening in anticipation. "Do it faster, Mini..." I found myself urging her, eliciting a soft murmur of assent from her. Tightening her grip around the shaft of my cock, she began to pump it faster, holding it upright in her hand.
"Yessss ... that feels so good..." I hissed, more for her benefit than mine, and clutched her slender back, urging her to stroke me faster. She still had her right leg dbangd over my thighs, and her knees were almost touching my swollen balls, as she jerked my cock intently, watching it in rapt attention. "Mini ... I'm going to come now..." I groaned, reaching down to cup her buttocks as I said that.
"Unhh..." she muttered, nodding her head, as she increased the tempo of stroking me. "Oh, yesss..." I groaned, as I felt my pent up arousal finally burst, sending a thick, ropey, spurt of my sizzling hot semen shooting out through the slit of my swollen cock head. Mini gave a tiny yelp of surprise, as she saw my ejaculation spurt out of my cock, and land on my belly.
Her fingers automatically tightened around the shaft of my cock, as she stopped jerking immediately, and just held my cock, watching in rapt attention, as subsequent bursts of my ejaculation shot out of my cock, and dribbled down the shaft, forming a little pool of semen at the base of my cock.
"Phhewww..." I breathed, falling back on my pillow, relieved to have finally come. The young Mini held on to my cock like something precious, as she took in the sight of a man ejaculating, perhaps for the first time in her life. When she finally looked up at me, I smiled at her weekly, and said "That was lovely, Mini ... it felt so nice ... thank you so much..." my chest heaving.
It had not been my one of strongest orgasms, but it definitely had been one of the most emotionally satisfying ones. "So much better than fucking those sluttish village girls..." I thought to myself wryly, even a I reached out to caress Mini's cheeks. There was a hint of a smile on her face, flushed with excitement as she was; and I was relieved to see that she was beginning to feel better about herself now.
As she continued to gaze at me lovingly, I said "You were great, Mini ... you were fantastic..." trying my best to make her feel good about herself. She blushed at that, and smiled shyly, still not letting go of the shaft of my cock which had begun to go limp now. "Now let me clean up..." I said to her with a little laugh, gently pushing her away from me, and sitting up in the mattress.
She watched me, tenderness writ all over her face, as took my discarded underwear, and wiped myself clean. Tucking the crumpled underwear under the mattress, I reached out to take the bottle of water that Sarla bhabhi had placed by the side of sofa. Offering her the bottle, I said "Drink some water, baby ... I know you are thirsty..." smiling at her warmly.
She took the bottle from me silently, and drank from it thirstily, before handing the bottle back to me. After I'd quenched my thirst too, I turned to her and said "Now we better get dressed..." chuckling good naturedly. Blushing at my remark, she sat up and put on her bra. Then she proceeded to slip the oversized gown over her head, even as I pulled the track pants over my legs.
As she sat there on the edge of the mattress, watching me like I was some hero, I reached out to her and kissed her softly on the lips. "Thank you, Mini..." I said to her softly, as I pulled my lips away from hers. "Thank you ... bhaiyyaa..." she replied simply, the simple, straightforward look back on her face. With the much anticipated encounter behind us, we lay back in our respective places; Mini on the couch and me on the mattress below.
Turning to her side, she dangled her hand down, and reached out to take my hand in hers. Holding my hand in hers, she wished me good night, and closed her eyes; a somewhat content look on her face. I watched her lie there, her eyes closed, and her breathing regular, as the tired girl drifted off to sleep content in the knowledge that she'd spent a special night with me. With a sigh, I too closed my eyes and lay back on the mattress, content with myself. Soon, with the sound of Mini's regular breathing in the background, I too drifted off to sleep.
I woke up the next morning, feeling the warmth of a soft body against mine. I sat up with a start, fearful for a moment that Mini might have come and lied down next to me sometime during the night. As I jerked my head to glance at who it was, relieved coursed through me. For it was not Mini, but the luscious Sarla bhabhi who lay curled up against me, her arms dbangd around me from behind.
My movements woke her up too, and as her sleepy eyes flitted open, she gave me lazy, sleepy smile. "Good morning, beta..." she wished me cheerfully, her fresh from sleep face creasing in a broad smile. "Uh, good morning, aunty..." I mumbled, alarmed at how she could have come and lain with me so openly, especially when Mini and her cousin were in the house. Catching the nervous look on my face, she chuckled and said "Don't worry, beta ... there is no one in the house..." rubbing her sleepy eyes, as she smiled at me.
"But, Mini... ?" I mumbled, my head still foggy from sleep. "Oh, she had to go to college, beta ... so they left early in the morning ... you were sleeping so peacefully that I didn't feel like waking you up ... so I dropped them home in the car..." she said cheerfully, ruffling my hair fondly. That's when I took a good look at Sarla bhabhi, and realized that she was clad in a petticoat and sleeveless blouse only.
I figured that she'd have changed into a saree to drop Mini and her cousin home, and upon getting back, would have discarded her saree, before getting into bed with me. Suddenly, I was conscious of the fact that I was still bare-chested, and began to search for my t-shirt.
"What's the hurry, beta ... you don't have a college to go to anymore ... do you... ?" she asked me teasingly, her merry eyes twinkling with laughter. "Yeah, you're right, aunty..." I replied with a laugh, realizing that my 36-year old married neighbour was inviting me spend some more time in bed with her. Reaching up to place her delicate, manicured fingers on my thigh, she said seductively "I wanted you so badly yesterday night, beta ... I even tried to wake you up..." her lips pouting sexily.
That's when memories of last night came flooding back to me, and I felt my cock harden instantly, as I thought about the luscious Sarla bhabhi jerking off the strapping, young Biju, and even giving him a blowjob. I was about to blurt about that I'd seen what she'd been up to, but held myself in check somehow. I figured it was better to a few aces up my sleeve with her. "Oh, aunty..." I groaned, portraying arousal "I was so turned on yesterday night ... and that Mini ... she just did not go inside ... so there was nothing I could do..." pouting my lips in pretentious disappointment.
As she smiled knowingly, I continued "Finally ... I had to go to the bathroom, and..." leaving the rest unsaid, and smiling shyly, letting her know with my eyes that I eventually had to masturbate. "Oh, so sad..." she purred sexily, her fingers creeping to my crotch, and caressing my rapidly hardening penis through the thick fabric of my track pants.
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