09-12-2021, 06:50 PM
Everyone, in Panchkula, enquired about his stomach, he said it was now ok, which was deduced as one bad day for stomach and nothing else.
They had one month summer break. It was summer break time for many. Bhatti’s maami’s daughters were also on break and had gone to Punjab leaving the mother behind.
He spoke with her sister at length and she enquired about everything. Suddenly his stock had risen among his relatives owing to his admission to the Delhi College of Engineering. He was there for 2-3 days and then the group of 5-6 cousins were to go to Shimla. He checked with his sister regarding visiting Singhs (their neighbours in Delhi). She had the number and called Mrs Singh. Ms Singh was overjoyed with them being there. His sister had made one courtesy visit to them a couple of months back and they too had visited their Tayaji’s place once. His Tayaji and father were married in the same family as they had married real sisters which meant that these two families shared both the paternal and maternal side relatives and hence the bond was that much stronger.
It so happened that it was decided that Vicky and sister will pay a visit to Singhs in Chandigarh. Vicky was to pick her sister up from her medical college and reach their house. At the anointed time he reached on his cousin’s bike and he sister came out with a couple of her friends to tell him that they have some stupid viva and hence will not be able to join them. She gave him directions and told him that they will meet at Tayaji’s place in the evening. Vicky went as per directions and reached the place. She pressed the doorbell to find Aman opening the door for him. She welcomed him in. He was met by Keerat who was overjoyed to meet him. He had suddenly become his hero.
Not finding Mrs Singh, he enquired about her to be told that they had some emergency meeting in college, owing to admission rush for the commencing new session in a few weeks and hence would not come till about 7pm. This meant that if everything goes well (meaning if Keerat can go off to sleep like Kumbhkaran or go out to play he can finished the unfinished agenda that day. He was all over the place, talking every damn thing about cricket. The Australia cricket world cup had finished and he was all about Jadeja’s catch or Srinath & Raju partnership or Miandad-More episode in India Pakistan match. Boy he had some energy. Vicky enjoyed his youthful energy and liked it a lot.
At the stroke of 4pm, the bell rang. It was Keerat’s friends asking him to come out for a match. Keerat didn’t want to go since Vicky was there. Vicky urged him to go since it was a team game and you should be a team player first than be a star player. Vicky was able to motivate him enough to get lost.
As he closed the door he attacked Aman to finish the agenda. Off went the covers of his agenda and she stood there in her full glory. It was different than their terrace adventure of last winters. This time she looked all the more pretty with her mole making the naked Aman look that much more naughtier and saucier. The hair were tied in a knot behind her head. She was looking at him patiently and expectantly. He was all relaxed. Gradually he took of his clothes and went behind her to kiss and lick her exposed neck. This trick had always worked and no reason for not to work this time round. She tried to turn around but he held her in position and continued licking and wetting the nape of her neck. The hands then found their favourite resting place and pressed their favourite cushions, i.e boobs. Over last 6 months or so she had gained in that department and ass to make her more luscious and delicious. The thumb and index finger tweaked the nipple and she felt a jolt of electricity running through her. After her stint in Delhi she had become more daring and had gone out with a few more guys but none was such an expert.
By now she had submitted to his expertise. The tool was doing probing rounds of her ass. The ass globes were pressed into his crotch. Her ass globe movement was doing magic to his tool and the python was raising its head. As and when she thought he would extend the feeling up from behind he turned her around to kiss her. The lips and tongue did the tango and engaged in the ususal saliva exchange. If the act on the terrace was special in terms of daring, this was special in terms of prospective destination. Prospective destination of intercourse. He sucked her boobs and let his fingers create havoc in her pussy. She welcomed the havoc it created. He picked her up and placed her like doll on the bed and went towards the fridge and brought out a tray of ice cubes. Aman looked at her quizingly to get a response “Aaj garmi bahut hai” (its very hot today). She smiled at his wit.
He picked one cube and rubbed it on her nipple. She liked it a lot just like so many prior to her. Why change the winnig strategy was his mantra. He picked one more cube and pushed it on her pussy. He continued kissing her. Her lips were being sucked by him with her sensitive pussy region being attended to by ice cube and his finger. The sensitive nipples were being tormented by the ice cube to make them stiff. He could see the pores of skin around the nipple region becoming more prominent. Her body was loving it. Continued onslaught on both sets of lips, boobs and her body in general made her reach orgasm even before intercourse. She tightened her grip of legs around his hand and her hands pressed other hand further into her bosom. Her shaking of head from side to side, biting her lips were good indications of impending waterfall and the sensations she felt deep inside her.
By the time the clock rang 6.30pm he and Aman had finished 3 rounds of mind boggling sex, including his favourite pose of holding the mane while fucking the ass, with Aman wishing him to stay there for more but he refused lest he would raise suspicion. He then asked Aman to accompany him to see the match not arouse any sort of suspicion. Keerat was overjoyed seeing them and played quite well.
The group of cousins (6 including Vicky and his sister) went to Shimla and had great fun. They went to Kufri and other adjoining places. The 3 day vacation finished in a blink of an eye. One day before he was to leave, a call came from Ritu to give Vicky a packet to be dropped off in Panipat. Vicky was grudgingly agreeable to the task. He deliberately left late from Panchkula to Panipat and reached her house only by 9.30pm and checked with his parents in Delhi who advised him to come the next day.
Ritu had Vicky for herself for the whole night. He gave her liberal doses of her sex requirement. The next day he left for Delhi leaving behind his personal keep and a well fucked housewife.
July brought the new session, the entry to the coveted DCE. In north India, in those days, DCE came next to IIT Delhi, IIT Kanpur and Roorkee only. Since they were 6 from the same class to same college with 4 being in same Electronics stream, it was great fun. Engineering colleges ragging was very infamous. Once in the college hostel, seniors made them to strip to their briefs and his ragging got over the moment they saw the size of the packet covered in the briefs.
The Engineering colleges are usually bereft of many hot chicks. If you are lucky then you may have 2-3 good ones in the entire college. He and his friends in the first year categorized the females in DCE as:
Non-Male : Those who mark a tick in female section of the form.
Amma-Behenji project : Slightly better than non-males but still not considered hot
Good Ladki : Reasonably good looking girl.
Bandi : Quite good looking girl
Maal : The hot babe / chick.
The guys were quite good at cricket, football as a group with some being quite adept at chess, badminton, table tennis and basketball as well. This made them to be part of the group much sooner than later and they had even beaten the senior cricket team in a friendly match. Their seniors were a bunch of great guys and made good friends with them guiding them on notes, practicals etc. College life was great.
In Delhi, 15 August every year is the climax for kite flying. These days you don’t see many children flying kites but in those days children would start flying kites atleast a month in advance reaching the crescendo on Independence Day.
His good old friend Bhatti called everyone in the group and invited them to their house to fly kites that year on 15th August. Everyone asked about the occasion and was told nothing special. It was not uncommon for friends to fly kites together hence they agreed. Vicky and four others reached Bhatti’s house around 11am to fly kites. It was a full day affair for kite enthusiasts. Though it was a bit hot during the day but monsoon breeze was keeping both the kite and kite fliers in high spirits. Lunch was on Bhatti and he did a good job of it.
Till late afternoon it was only the friends who had occupied the terrace. By 4.30pm Bhatti’s relatives started streaming in. As is the case, by evening the terraces get crowded with family members joining in the fun. At about 4.40pm Bhatti’s hot maami joined the crowd. Seeing the hot one, every young male got in to the act of with more gusto trying to show what a great kite flier he is.
She was looking delicious wearing a red coloured sleeveless salwar kameez with a plunging neckline showing off a very kissable, lickable and suckable cleavage of about 3-4 inches. After some time she started helping Bhatti’s mom in distribution soft drinks, eatables to all. That was music to the eyes. Meanwhile, Vicky and Ravi were still very focused on kite flying and continuing it very passionately. She came close to him and asked to him to take it. Without even looking at her and still focused on the kite, he tried to pick up something to drink and the long arm made the back of the hand touch side of her boobs. As he felt the soft boob, both got startled and he immediately apologized. Since it was not intentional she smiled and let it go.
At one point Vicky had ‘cut’ 4 kites in continuous engagements (strings of kites rub over each other and the stronger ones cuts the other one). This made her jump and clap and shout “aaii bo” (common phrase used by the victor). All looked at her and laughed. Vicky looked at her boobs and cream coloured glowing skin.
Then as the evening grew, the competition in kites became all the more aggressive with all looking at cutting maximum kites as the day closed. Vicky and Ravi were the only ones among boys who were serious about kite flying and they were in their own world. As it came to about 7pm, they realized there were not many left as they had cut quite a few kites that evening and won the day. It was a common practice among the kite flying group to acknowledge the victor by raising hand after a long hard fought duel. So within vicinity of around 20-25 terraces and 7-8 groups of kite flyers they got quite a few raised arms as acknowledgement.
It was then when not many were there that Bhatti asked her Maami to fly kite. Others encouraged her with a few funny one liners. Since she didn’t know how to fly kite, she looked at her husband, he tried but could not do much. Bhatti tried but could not help her much as they were not able to take the kite off the terrace in multiple attempts. She then looked at Vicky and Ravi. Ravi was busy in competition with one distant kite and hence it was Vicky. Vicky flew the kite and after it gained reasonable height, he asked Maami to join in. He guided her arms on how to hold the string and how to steer it. The touch of her soft skin was making him go crazy and he wanted to jump on her but held himself back. He touched her as much only that would be considered appropriate while teaching how to fly the kite. He left her at that but was thinking all the more on plans to fuck her. He went to her husband and had small talk with him. Knowledge of Punjabi language helped him as they hit off quite well. He gave him their residence phone number and asked him to come some time. He also told that the bus 711 goes direct to their house. On a happy and positive note everyone parted.
By October that year, Bhattis bought their own home in north-west Delhi and had invited his friends to a party in the new house. The group of friends felt bad as one of the group members was going to distant part of Delhi. Anyways, they reached his new house and found all relatives including Maami present. She was there with her daughters. He met her, her daughters and also found her husband. She was wearing a Saree that day. Nothing much but it was sleeveless blouse showing off her creamy white arms. At one point of time when they were talking to each other he managed to say that you look great in this Saree. She acknowledged the compliment with a thanks and a smile. All of them parted after dinner with another invite to visit their home by Bhatti’s Maami.
In January of year 1993, Vicky came in contact with an old neighbourhood friend named Vikas. He was also nick named Vicky, however, not to complex it further we will use his name Vikas only. They had moved to the South Delhi colony Lajpat Nagar much earlier. His parents were in touch for some time and then it all petered out. Vicky took Vikas to his house which resulted in a few visits to each others’ homes by the parents and things started moving on again. Vikas was a single child of doting parents. Vikas was also in college now but in a regular B.Com pass course. By May they had become quite close to the point of sharing their conquests with each other. Vicky told him off those in Chandigarh, Panipat etc but shielded Khans and Kapoors.
Vikas had befriended a girl named Charmaine but nick named Sherry which we will use in the story. He used to tell a lot about her and how he had made out with her on a few occasions. This was tempting Vicky. Fortune was kind on Vikas’s family and they had won court cases involving their lands which had brought in good money to them. This they had invested to buy property in then upcoming areas of Dwarka and Noida. These areas have come up very well now but in days of 90’s they were still in their nascency. Vikas had a Maruti Gypsy and also had a good old Yezdi.
So one day it so happened that Vicky was to meet Vikas in a place in South Delhi itself. It was about March-April 1993. He was waiting for him and after about 2-3 minutes Vikas came on his Yezdi. Vicky could make out a girl sitting behind him. Vikas introduced her as Sherry. Vicky smiled and shook hands with her and winked at Vikas.
Sherry was made for sex – not a conventional beauty but definitely had a body which was made to be loved and loved by many. She was about 5.4”, slightly plump, big boobs and ass, dark wheatish complexion, nice flowing hair, not great facial features, glowing skin, but good suckable and kissable lips. One sort who you will not like to take to your parents and introduce as your girlfriend but definitely would like to take to public place and private to enjoy her hot body.
During the course of conversation she said to Vikas “Vicky tum 3 din ke liye jaa rahe ho – will miss you” (you are going for 3 days will miss you)
Vicky interrupted “Don’t worry if not that Vicky (vikas) then this Vicky is there for you madame”
Vikas laughed and she also smiled understanding the meaning of the sentence. Vicky was able to impress her. Forget his personality, mere mention of him being in Delhi College of Engineering had raised his stock. They had something to eat and then parted.
Vikas called him up in the evening to ask how was she. Vicky replied “kab mauka milega” (when I get the chance)
He said that they can meet the next Sunday and he will plan to go to Noida to show his flat to Vicky and can take her along and screw her as much as they wanted. That sounded nice to him.
Vikas asked him “abey meri bandi pelega toh badle mein kya” (if you are going to screw my girl, what in return)
Vicky said “Chandigarh chal – mazey lete hain” (come with me to Chandigarh, will enjoy)
Both laughed and matter ended.
It was Friday of that week, Vicky had taken his bike to college rather than the usual U-specials. He had planned to go to Bhatti’s new house from college itself. Next day being off, he could reach home late as well. All was set. At the set time he left for Bhatti’s place and reached there. He was mightily pleasantly surprised to find his Maami there. She was wearing a sleeveless salwar kameez with the kameez cut low enough to expose just the right amount of cleavage without making it look vulgar. The maroon coloured suit was looking ravishing on her creamy white spotless skin. They exchanged pleasantaries and Vicky went to Bhatti’s room though he wanted to be with his Maami. At around 7.30pm when he was about to leave, Bhatti got a call from his Mama. His Mama was to pick his Mami from their house that evening but owing to office work he would be very late and requested his wife to go home.
Timing is always important – be it sports, comedy or life. Vicky was there – right time right place.
Bhatti’s father requested Vicky to drop bhatti’s maami to her residence in West Delhi. It was slight detour but he was not complaining.
He said “Uncle tussi hukm karo” (uncle you order me)
Uncle “naa puut, dekh lo je route ban jaaye” (no son, see if you can take this route)
Vicky “Uncle gal ey koi nahin” (no problems)
Bhatti felt happy that his friend was there to help him.
Bhatti’s parents were happy that their son’s friend was so nice.
He was happy since he got a chance to be close to her.
Someone else was also happy.
Vicky started the bike and Maami sat with both legs on one side and put her right arm on his right shoulder for support. The left one was holding the side of the seat. They started and Vicky was driving slowly but his mind was working overtime to prolong the engagement. He increased the speed and at one time he had to apply the brakes. Maami’s gorgeous boobs came into contact with his back as the brakes applied. He enjoyed the coveted touch on the back.
After about 20-25 minutes they reached her place. She invited him in as courtesy. After a couple of refusals (customary) he went in.
It was a nice two bedroom house with a drawing room and a separate dining space. It had a good sized store and a kitchen to boot. Had two sets of washrooms. Pretty good sized and two biggish balconies. The furniture was of a typical middle class house of those days of early nineties. As he was seeing the house, he was imagining where he would like to fuck her. He met her two daughters. Fortunately, both daughters had taken the beautiful features of their mother.
She requested him to have dinner which he politely refused and made a call to his home to tell them of his whereabouts. After that she told him that though he had number he never called.
She said “hamaara phone kaam karta hai – call kar liya karo” (our phone works – you may call)
He said “jee karoonga” (will do) and left but not before receiving a few rounds of thanks form her.
One small step forward.
Sunday came and so came the time for him to meet Vikas and Sherry.
He went to Vikas’s house and from there the two went to a common place, further south delhi, where they had to meet her. She was dressed for the occasion. She was wearing a dress which is commonplace these days in cities but was nothing short of daring in those days. She was wearing a tight dark red coloured half sleeves t-shirt with a deep cut showing ample cleavage. She was wearing white coloured shorts running upto her knee level. Her flowing hair were adding to the seductive personality and she was wearing makeup to look good. For 1 Vicky or both Vickys.
They had something to eat. It was still brunch time. Vikas then proposed that Vicky should come and see his Noida house. Vicky sounded surprised but then agreed. Sherry looked at both and nodded yest after customary nos. Then the question arose of how to go.
Sherry said “3 kaise jaayenge” (how would 3 go – on a bike)
Vikas told them of his knowledge of a route to Noida away from the popular route and hence no security officer checks etc. So as per plan, Vick left a bit early and walked down to a spot from where all 3 would go on a bike. After 10 minutes, Vikas left with Sherry on his bike to meet Vicky.
From the main road they took the side road and then it was Vikas driving the bike with Sherry sandwiched between the two Vickys. She was not complaining.
As he drove it was bliss for them. The road was surrounded by vast open areas on both the sides with huge bushes and unplanned vegetation. It gave good cover and somewhere it would be good plain areas indicating that part being part of the planned urban development of the area.
Vikas was feeling her boobs pressed into him and she was feeling Vicky cock pressed into her lower back. She was impressed with the size. Vikas was pressing brakes to make her boobs hit his back. The brakes made Vicky to move further up and hence she felt more of his tool.
Vicky said “brakes test kar raha hai shaabash” (you are testing brakes – very good)
All laughed at the implied meaning. Vikas said “agar sherry ko problem nahin hai toh kya problem hai” (whats the problem if sherry is not complaining)
Vicky then thought of something and placed his hands on her thighs, his hands were on the cloth of her either leg. She turned her head to look at him and he placed a soft kiss on her exposed left shoulder. The sudden kiss on her shoulder made her turn her head and he then placed another soft kiss on her other shoulder. This continuous onslaught on her shoulders was making her feel wanted. She stopped turning her head and looked forward with a smile on her hand. After a few seconds the bike went through a pothole causing everyone to shake. Vicky put his arms around Sherry’s waist just a couple of inches below her breast. She was surprised and turned her head. Vicky said “for balance”
She could not say anything. She was now anticipating a double penetration by the close of the day and the slut in her was very much looking forward to it. Vicky then moved her hair on one side of shoulder citing them flying in his face, she could not object. Those were days of no helmet for the pillon rider. As the hair moved to one side exposing the shoulder and neck to him, he placed kisses on her neck and raised his arm across her waist to feel the bottom of her rack.
Things were moving a bit too fast for her. She tried to push his arms down but to no avail. She gave up. He knew that if she wanted to create a scene out of it she could have done much earlier. Hence the attack on her boobs and kisses on her neck increased.
After a few more minutes they reached Vikas’s new flat. It was a flat in a new apartment block which was not much occupied and had vast open spaces and a nearest market about 5km to boot. Vikas went in and the guard recognized him and saluted him. Vikas gave him a tenner for keeping quiet. He used to give a tenner everytime he came with a girl.
They went and opened the flat. The smell of the closed house was a bit powering hence they opened all the windows and doors and switched on the fans. After a few minutes it became pleasant. It was a 3 bedroom house. In the master bedroom, Vikas had kept a mattress on the floor, a Mayur Jug and a few utensils in the kitchen so that they have something to work with during their visit.
Sherry asked for water which everyone realized that they didn’t have. Vikas volunteered to go and get some water, ice and some biscuits etc. Thankfully the nearest Pizza Hut was about 5km and delivered in the lone building. Off went Vikas but not before winking at Vicky to utilize time with Sherry. Vicky was not the one to miss out.
As soon as Vikas left, Vicky closed the door and went to Sherry.
Vicky started “thanks for the support you have on the bike”
Sherry said “diya nahin thaa tumne liya thaa” (I didn’t give you took)
He said “matlab main kuch bhi loon tum mana nahin karogi” (meaning whatever I take you will not refuse)
She understood the meaning of her sentence and did not say anything.
Vicky went close to her and hugged her from behind.
She squirmed in his grip but did not try hard enough to get away. By now he had procceded with the Standard Operating Procedure of kisses on the nape of the neck and the boob press. This was much different for her from what she had experienced earlier with Vikas and others. He was much gentle focusing on foreplay. His hands were doing magic to her. The hands were gently kneading her boobs with the index finger and thumb pressing and tweaking her nippies. She could not take it further and turned around only to meet his ever ready lips.
His hands went to her ass globes and pressed them hard. They were quite good. She was a dusky luscious lass ready for giving everything to him. He was going to live upto her expectations.
After a few minutes of intricate foreplay off went the top and the bottom in one go and with that went off the bra and panty. This was too fast considering Vicky’s preference for slow buildup but in this case he was going for the kill. She got surprised and looked at him.
He said “kya dekh rahi hai” (what r u looking at) “Tere kapde toh kholne hee thhe – zaroori kya hai ki time lagaya jaai” (had to open your clothes so no point in wasting time)
He was standing close to her clothes and admiring the dusky hottie. She had a few pubic hair which usually put him off. Apart from a small bush she had no body hair. He went ahead and hugged her. He sucked her boobs and continued kissing her. It went on for 5-10 minutes when the bell rang.
She almost jumped in the air. He was calm. He picked all her clothes leaving her naked and stranded and went to open the door. It was Vikas.
As he opened the door, Vikas said “Paani le aaya, bujha le apni pyaas” (brought water, quench your thirst)
To which Vicky replied “kapde le aaya, abhi bujhaani hai apni pyaas” (got her clothes, need to quench my thirst)
Vikas was perplexed for a minute for even he did not expect Vicky to reach this stage so soon. It took a few moments for him to comprehend and take in what he had just said.
Then he smiled.
Vikas said “kaise karna hai” (how to do)
He replied “karna kya hai – nangi rakhenge – jab mood aayega tab chodenge – akele pelenge” (what to do – will keep her nude – will fuck her when in mood – individually)
Vikas agreed.
She entered the room and saw both talking. She had missed the crucial part of the conversation.
Vikas looked at her and very non-chalantly went ahead to keep the stuff he had brought. Vicky sat down on the mattress and pulled her down on him and started playing with the boobs. She was still not sure of what was happening. It took her some time to understand the game plan.
Her pubic hair had put him off and hence he did not proceed to lick it. However, he did do some good work with his fingers. She was getting wet and she was enjoying it. She was moving her head from side to side and was urging him to do more. He obliged her by pushing her on the mattress on her fours and brought out the tool and positioned it at the entrance of her ass. She was like a bitch in the heat asking him to push it in. He was holding it back. He asked Vikas to throw a few condoms as he did not want to get AIDS. Both laughed at it but the hottie felt bad. He didn’t care a damn.
He put on a condom and started pushing in the dick, centimeter by centimeter. Vikas saw him from a distance and moved to the other room. Vicky helped her asshole by opening it with his fingers for good measure. Inch by inch it went half in. The much used hole was now experiencing the huge tool. He did not move it out but let it be. Her eyes had popped out of her sockets and she felt she would choke and die. Unknown to her, her asshole was more accommodating as it got adjusted to the size and after a few minutes she felt thankful to her much used asshole. Another round of push meant the whole piston had gone in. Vicky took out about half of it and then pushed it in one shot. This made her scream.
He went on in a mechanical way. The hands went to the boobs, at times visited the pussy and on & on he went like a Duracell battery. She was experiencing perhaps the most powerful orgasms and fucking till date and deep down was thankful to Vikas for calling Vicky. About 20-25minutes of rough fuck had made her cum a few times and she was literally begging him to fuck her pussy but he made her know of his dislike for her pussy by saying “pahele yeh jhaad hata, phir karoonga” (first you shave it off, will then do).
Vikas came in and saw the naked, exhausted Sherry on the floor with her asshole giving a look of much battered entry. He looked at Vicky and said “ab meri baari” (now my turn)
Vicky said “jo karna hai kar” (do whatever you want to)
Vikas also had good capacity and continued making love to her for some time.
After it got over both came to the other room, one clothed and other one still looking for clothes. Vicky signaled her to come and sit on his lap. She obliged.
They had something to eat in the same way.
He made her do many things that day.
Attended the Pizza delivery boy wearing only a thin bedsheet.
She arranged for food in birthday suit.
Served them nude.
Was at their beck and call for the entire day
Sucked his cock and vikas’s cock a few times.
Went home content.
After a fortnight, the date sheet for the exams was announced. The exams were very hectic. Thank god for his continued supply of every suckable and fuckable babes and aunties who were there to relieve his tension. Exams went off well.
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