20-12-2018, 03:18 PM
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"Yeah right! Forget it!" Bela said, half laughing at the absurdity of his suggestion.
"What's the big deal? I've already seen you half naked so many times. The next step is getting fully naked. What do you say?" Chandan asked.
"No way!" Bela said, paused a while and then said "And you haven't seen me half naked "so many times" like you put it. Just once."
"Well, there was that one time. There was today, with your silly game. And then the first night when I saw you in your bra and panties. That was a nice scene too." Chandan said triumphantly.
"That still makes it only three times." Bela shot back.
"Oh ho! Three times is "only" for you? Three times is nothing? So how many times is a lot according to you? You want to expose yourself to me 50 times before it becomes too much?" Chandan pounced.
"Shut up!" Bela said, having been check-mated in the verbal duel.
Chandan smiled, happy at having won this round. He looked at her flushed face, and then said,
"OK, enough of this talk. Are you going to get naked or not?"
"No!!!" Bela responded.
"Are you shy? If you want, I can do it first so you won't be the only one." Chandan said.
"No no wait.." Bela started to protest, but Chandan was already stripping. In one motion he took off his kurta (loose shirt), and threw it on the floor. Then in a few seconds, he had his pyjamas untied, took his underwear off, and stood there, fully naked.
"There, happy?" he said, extending his arms.
Bela could not help but turn her gaze to his dick which was semi-erect. She had usually seen it fully erect and this halfway-to-hard look was new to her. She also noticed his flabby upper body, thickly covered with graying hair. Normally it would have disgusted her. But there was something very strangely alluring and fascinating about it. He was not a Greek god by any means, but bear in mind, this was the first time in her life that Bela had seen a man fully naked. --- "You're fully naked." Bela said stating the obvious in a hoarse whisper.
"Yes. You want me to come closer?" Chandan asked and without waiting for her reply took a few steps ahead until he was right by the window, his semi-hard dick a few inches away from her.
From closer, his body fascinated Bela even more. She could see birthmarks and bruises on his torso and hands. She could see his nipples, with hair all around them, so different from her own nipples.
She says she wasn't aroused, because he was so ugly. But I am sure she was aroused at least a little bit. Chandan must have realized it too. Because he slowly reached into the window and caught her right hand. She didn't resist at all as he pulled it closer towards him and lower, until it was on his dick. Bela said she thought of resisting, but since she had already held his dick in her hand before, she did not see the point. Chandan put her hand on his semi-erect dick and then took his own hand away.
Bela ran her fingers over the loose skin of his dick, noting the unfamiliar feel. Chandan had always been fully erect. This time, he was not. She wondered why. And Chandan answered the question in her mind,
"Are you thinking about why it is not hard?" he asked.
Bela nodded.
"Well, there are two ways of getting it hard. One is, you play with it. Or the other, you show me your ass."
"What?" Bela said in a shock, withdrawing her hand from his dick. "Are you out of your mind?"
"I am just telling you how the mail body works." he said with a chuckle.
"I don't care if it is hard or not." Bela said.
"Yes, you do. You want to see me jack off again." Chandan said.
"No.... I don't." Bela said with a pause and in a tone that belied her true feelings.
Chandan said nothing, and just stood there. Bela also stood there staring at her feet, but stealing glances at Chandan's dick. They both stood there for a couple of minutes like that. Bela was wondering if she should just close the window and go to bed. But something inside her wouldn't let her. Chandan on the other hand, I am sure, was waiting just to create some tension.
After a couple more minutes, Chandan made his move - rapidly and unexpectedly. At lightning speed, he reached ahead with his hands, grabbed the hip section of Bela's pyjama bottoms and pulled them downwards! The pyjamas had elastic at the waist and not a thread. So readily, they slipped down. Bela let out a small shriek and started to move backwards and away from the window. But the pyjamas, halfway down, had bunched up around her knees. That made her trip and she fell backwards and towards the ground. She bent her knees just in time to avoid falling hard on her back, and instead landed on her butt on the floor.
But the speed with which she fell, made her body bend back, making her head and shoulders touch the floor, and the momentum made her feet swing above her body, as if she were doing yoga. That motion of her feet made the loose pyjamas fly off her slightly parted legs. Startled, Bela sat up, to hear Chandan laughing. She was sitting on the floor in her panties and pyjama top, her legs on display for him.
Immediately she got up to look for the pyjama bottoms. But she could not see them anywhere in the room.
"Under the bed." Chandan said, still laughing.
And gullibly, Bela got on her hand and knees, and started looking for the pyjamas under the bed. A few seconds after she started looking, she heard Chandan say,
"Ah, nice! What a view. See, my dick is now starting to get harder."
Bela froze, as she realized the pose she was in. She was on her hands and knees, bending, with her panties-covered ass facing Chandan. He had a great view of her thighs, half her asscheeks and the perfect shape of her butt. Bela immediately straightened and sat on folded knees.
"You are so evil!" she said angrily. "Is it really under the bed?"
"Hahaha, no." Chandan started laughing even harder.
"Shhh! What if someone hears you?" Bela said, and he quietened down. "Tell me where it is."
"The only it you should be thinking about is this it." Chandan said, pointing towards his dick.
From where she was sitting on the floor, Bela could not see his dick. So instinctively, she stood up, and sure enough, there it was. Chandan's dick. Now fully erect and looking bit angry, as he swung it up and down, like he had done the last time. That sight pushed out any concerns over her pyjama bottoms and state of partial undress out of her mind. Like a moth drawn to a flame, Bela walked towards the window and towards Chandan's erect dick.
Before she knew it, Bela was at the window, with her hands wrapped around Chandan's erect dick, ignoring the fact that under her waist, she was wearing nothing but panties. Chandan slowly reached his hand down and placed it on her hand. When she didn't pull away, he put pressure on her fingers to make them wrap around his dick tighter. Then he caught hold of her hand and started moving it back and forth, guiding her on how to masturbate him.
Bela obediently moved her hand under Chandan's guidance, and felt a shiver go up her spine as she felt his warm throbbing cock sliding through her fingers back and forth. The precum had started to ooze and run down the sides so she felt the moistness too. It was a feeling she had never experienced before. After about a minute of guiding her hand like that, Chandan let go. And Bela continued giving him a handjob on her own.
--- With Bela participating in this erotic play so readily all of a sudden, Chandan felt emboldened. He reached for her panties with her hand. But Bela, probably expecting it, and feeling a lot more in control said in a cold voice,
"Don't! Don't you dare, or I'll break your dick off."
Chandan froze. Hearing her use the word "dick" instead of the usual shy usage "thing" made him realize how serious she was. He stood like that for a while as Bela kept jacking him off. It was her first time doing this, so she obviously didn't know the proper technique yet. Did not know the variations in pace, the right times to tighten and loosen her grip and so on. So even after a few minutes, Chandan was nowhere close to cumming.
"My hand is tired." Bela said and let go of his dick.
Chandan let out a moan of disappointed, but immediately put his own hand on his dick and started jacking it off at a furious pace. Bela wrapped both her hands around the window bars and stood there, watching him masturbate.
"You do it so fast!" she said in amazement.
"That's how it is done." he said in a breathless voice. Then, he looked into his eyes, and extended his other hand forward up, towards her neck. He reached for the top button of her pyjama top and tried to undo it, but Bela slapped his hand away. He smiled sheepishly and said,
"Please! I beg, you, please!"
Bela smiled, and slowly started unbuttoning her top. Finally, when all the buttons were undone, Chandan realized to his delight that she did not have a bra on underneath. She hesitates for a few moments and took the top off, throwing it on the floor behind her. And there she was, a beautiful virgin with a great body and a great rack, standing in front of her neighbor's old servant wearing just her panties.
That sight was too much for Chandan to take. He started pumping his dick even faster and started groaning. Bela knew what was coming and said sternly,
"Don't do it on my body this time."
Chandan nodded and bent his dick downwards. In a few seconds, he started spraying the wall beneath the window with his semen. Bela watched fascinated as spurts of cum flew off like bullets and hit the wall. A few seconds, Chandan was done cumming and he exhaled loudly and stood there, with his softening dick in his hand, staring at Bela hungrily.
"What's the big deal? I've already seen you half naked so many times. The next step is getting fully naked. What do you say?" Chandan asked.
"No way!" Bela said, paused a while and then said "And you haven't seen me half naked "so many times" like you put it. Just once."
"Well, there was that one time. There was today, with your silly game. And then the first night when I saw you in your bra and panties. That was a nice scene too." Chandan said triumphantly.
"That still makes it only three times." Bela shot back.
"Oh ho! Three times is "only" for you? Three times is nothing? So how many times is a lot according to you? You want to expose yourself to me 50 times before it becomes too much?" Chandan pounced.
"Shut up!" Bela said, having been check-mated in the verbal duel.
Chandan smiled, happy at having won this round. He looked at her flushed face, and then said,
"OK, enough of this talk. Are you going to get naked or not?"
"No!!!" Bela responded.
"Are you shy? If you want, I can do it first so you won't be the only one." Chandan said.
"No no wait.." Bela started to protest, but Chandan was already stripping. In one motion he took off his kurta (loose shirt), and threw it on the floor. Then in a few seconds, he had his pyjamas untied, took his underwear off, and stood there, fully naked.
"There, happy?" he said, extending his arms.
Bela could not help but turn her gaze to his dick which was semi-erect. She had usually seen it fully erect and this halfway-to-hard look was new to her. She also noticed his flabby upper body, thickly covered with graying hair. Normally it would have disgusted her. But there was something very strangely alluring and fascinating about it. He was not a Greek god by any means, but bear in mind, this was the first time in her life that Bela had seen a man fully naked. --- "You're fully naked." Bela said stating the obvious in a hoarse whisper.
"Yes. You want me to come closer?" Chandan asked and without waiting for her reply took a few steps ahead until he was right by the window, his semi-hard dick a few inches away from her.
From closer, his body fascinated Bela even more. She could see birthmarks and bruises on his torso and hands. She could see his nipples, with hair all around them, so different from her own nipples.
She says she wasn't aroused, because he was so ugly. But I am sure she was aroused at least a little bit. Chandan must have realized it too. Because he slowly reached into the window and caught her right hand. She didn't resist at all as he pulled it closer towards him and lower, until it was on his dick. Bela said she thought of resisting, but since she had already held his dick in her hand before, she did not see the point. Chandan put her hand on his semi-erect dick and then took his own hand away.
Bela ran her fingers over the loose skin of his dick, noting the unfamiliar feel. Chandan had always been fully erect. This time, he was not. She wondered why. And Chandan answered the question in her mind,
"Are you thinking about why it is not hard?" he asked.
Bela nodded.
"Well, there are two ways of getting it hard. One is, you play with it. Or the other, you show me your ass."
"What?" Bela said in a shock, withdrawing her hand from his dick. "Are you out of your mind?"
"I am just telling you how the mail body works." he said with a chuckle.
"I don't care if it is hard or not." Bela said.
"Yes, you do. You want to see me jack off again." Chandan said.
"No.... I don't." Bela said with a pause and in a tone that belied her true feelings.
Chandan said nothing, and just stood there. Bela also stood there staring at her feet, but stealing glances at Chandan's dick. They both stood there for a couple of minutes like that. Bela was wondering if she should just close the window and go to bed. But something inside her wouldn't let her. Chandan on the other hand, I am sure, was waiting just to create some tension.
After a couple more minutes, Chandan made his move - rapidly and unexpectedly. At lightning speed, he reached ahead with his hands, grabbed the hip section of Bela's pyjama bottoms and pulled them downwards! The pyjamas had elastic at the waist and not a thread. So readily, they slipped down. Bela let out a small shriek and started to move backwards and away from the window. But the pyjamas, halfway down, had bunched up around her knees. That made her trip and she fell backwards and towards the ground. She bent her knees just in time to avoid falling hard on her back, and instead landed on her butt on the floor.
But the speed with which she fell, made her body bend back, making her head and shoulders touch the floor, and the momentum made her feet swing above her body, as if she were doing yoga. That motion of her feet made the loose pyjamas fly off her slightly parted legs. Startled, Bela sat up, to hear Chandan laughing. She was sitting on the floor in her panties and pyjama top, her legs on display for him.
Immediately she got up to look for the pyjama bottoms. But she could not see them anywhere in the room.
"Under the bed." Chandan said, still laughing.
And gullibly, Bela got on her hand and knees, and started looking for the pyjamas under the bed. A few seconds after she started looking, she heard Chandan say,
"Ah, nice! What a view. See, my dick is now starting to get harder."
Bela froze, as she realized the pose she was in. She was on her hands and knees, bending, with her panties-covered ass facing Chandan. He had a great view of her thighs, half her asscheeks and the perfect shape of her butt. Bela immediately straightened and sat on folded knees.
"You are so evil!" she said angrily. "Is it really under the bed?"
"Hahaha, no." Chandan started laughing even harder.
"Shhh! What if someone hears you?" Bela said, and he quietened down. "Tell me where it is."
"The only it you should be thinking about is this it." Chandan said, pointing towards his dick.
From where she was sitting on the floor, Bela could not see his dick. So instinctively, she stood up, and sure enough, there it was. Chandan's dick. Now fully erect and looking bit angry, as he swung it up and down, like he had done the last time. That sight pushed out any concerns over her pyjama bottoms and state of partial undress out of her mind. Like a moth drawn to a flame, Bela walked towards the window and towards Chandan's erect dick.
Before she knew it, Bela was at the window, with her hands wrapped around Chandan's erect dick, ignoring the fact that under her waist, she was wearing nothing but panties. Chandan slowly reached his hand down and placed it on her hand. When she didn't pull away, he put pressure on her fingers to make them wrap around his dick tighter. Then he caught hold of her hand and started moving it back and forth, guiding her on how to masturbate him.
Bela obediently moved her hand under Chandan's guidance, and felt a shiver go up her spine as she felt his warm throbbing cock sliding through her fingers back and forth. The precum had started to ooze and run down the sides so she felt the moistness too. It was a feeling she had never experienced before. After about a minute of guiding her hand like that, Chandan let go. And Bela continued giving him a handjob on her own.
--- With Bela participating in this erotic play so readily all of a sudden, Chandan felt emboldened. He reached for her panties with her hand. But Bela, probably expecting it, and feeling a lot more in control said in a cold voice,
"Don't! Don't you dare, or I'll break your dick off."
Chandan froze. Hearing her use the word "dick" instead of the usual shy usage "thing" made him realize how serious she was. He stood like that for a while as Bela kept jacking him off. It was her first time doing this, so she obviously didn't know the proper technique yet. Did not know the variations in pace, the right times to tighten and loosen her grip and so on. So even after a few minutes, Chandan was nowhere close to cumming.
"My hand is tired." Bela said and let go of his dick.
Chandan let out a moan of disappointed, but immediately put his own hand on his dick and started jacking it off at a furious pace. Bela wrapped both her hands around the window bars and stood there, watching him masturbate.
"You do it so fast!" she said in amazement.
"That's how it is done." he said in a breathless voice. Then, he looked into his eyes, and extended his other hand forward up, towards her neck. He reached for the top button of her pyjama top and tried to undo it, but Bela slapped his hand away. He smiled sheepishly and said,
"Please! I beg, you, please!"
Bela smiled, and slowly started unbuttoning her top. Finally, when all the buttons were undone, Chandan realized to his delight that she did not have a bra on underneath. She hesitates for a few moments and took the top off, throwing it on the floor behind her. And there she was, a beautiful virgin with a great body and a great rack, standing in front of her neighbor's old servant wearing just her panties.
That sight was too much for Chandan to take. He started pumping his dick even faster and started groaning. Bela knew what was coming and said sternly,
"Don't do it on my body this time."
Chandan nodded and bent his dick downwards. In a few seconds, he started spraying the wall beneath the window with his semen. Bela watched fascinated as spurts of cum flew off like bullets and hit the wall. A few seconds, Chandan was done cumming and he exhaled loudly and stood there, with his softening dick in his hand, staring at Bela hungrily.
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