24-05-2019, 07:43 PM
Suddenly a boundary was hit. We all jumped in joy as we saw the replays on big screens, music started to play. Bravo who was standing close to the boundary broke into an impromptu jig sending the crowd in wild tizzy.
Another boundary was hit and we all shouted in unison with the crowd. We all exchanged high fives including Anisha. That broke the awkward silence between us. As we gave high fives I held her fingers for a few seconds. She had to pull back her fingers from my hold.
When we sat I pulled my chair closer to her chair. Nobody noticed it. She saw me doing that, but she did not react.
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Let me describe Anisha – very simple looking and simply dressed in black pants and a cream colored loose top. But beneath the simple dress was a stunning body.
As she kept jumping, screaming and moving her body, I could notice that she had a great figure. Very sexy, almost 5.5” height, great juggling boobs, maybe 36 “, fully grown, nice long legs, clean smooth skin as silk, juicy lips just perfect to be sucked, big eyes and a fantastic ass.
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Every time the cricket ball was hit to a boundary my eyes would remain glued to her flesh balls. Admiring the way they juggled and moved up and down inside that loose top. I wish I could just lift her shirt and feel them with my hands and mouth. Just gobble them in my mouth and squeeze the milk out of them.
She was aware that I was continuously staring at her body and seemed to enjoy the attention. She was also being flirty and touchy with me, at all possible instances.
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When the Mexican wave was happening and a couple of times we had to raise our hands and again sit down, her top moved little and the red straps of her bra were clearly visible.
In some time I noticed that a lot of people were looking at it and I did not like it. I indicated it to her but could not understand. I went close to her and told her in her ears, “ The entire stadium knows that you are wearing a red colored bra.”
She adjusted one side of her straps. I took a daring step and pushed the other strap inside her top. She was just stung by my boldness. Her touch made me feel and want more of her. She was sensual, her body, her eyes, every body part was sensual.
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Before I learned the art of sensual living, a touch was just a touch, a kiss just a kiss. But after learning the art, these things started taking on a new meaning which was more essential to the soul and body. As I sat back in my seat she was speechless and excited.
Her facial expressions were indicating so. We continued to watch the match and post interval we have moved pretty close to each other almost sitting touching each other.
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The match was still going on – on the field and off the field. There were the whole evening and night ahead.
The match between CSK and KKR was going on. With CSK scoring only 130 odd runs we were all highly disappointed but waited in anticipation hoping for the best. As the match progressed, we kept coming close to each other virtually. When it boiled down to the last over it was tense, and with a 6 required off the last ball, it was too much to handle for Anisha.
She held my arms and kept her head there. When CSK won we all hugged each other. It was so close and most important was I could feel her so close. I felt the push of her soft boobs on my chest when she hugged me. We shook hands and I did not leave her hands.
In fact, she did not force to pull her hands back. She said, “You are a very entertaining person and bold too. Thanks for the company, it was great.”
I said, “Thanks, same here. Your red color inner will linger on my mind for the next few days.” We both laughed.
She said, “I wish I could gift you that if you liked it so much.”
I said, “What can I do with that, the utility parts of it are better.”
She said, “How can you be so dirty and frank…. Oh god, but I like it.”
I said, “I am like that and yeah but if there is no other option then I would like to have it.” We again laughed and her friend called her.
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They were trying to book a taxi to return home but could not find one. Despite repeated efforts, not even a single taxi was available. All the 4 were tensed as Pooja and Sakshi were from a different route. They were staying with their parents and had to reach home at any cost.
Dimple and Anisha were staying in hostels but their routes were also different, Dimple hostel was on the way to my friends home and Anisha was again from a different route. I asked them to wait for some time. Maybe until the crowd gets cleared and then maybe we would try again.
So we decided to watch the presentation ceremony.
Once that was over and we moved out of the stadium but could not find any cab or auto. I and my friend tried our best and waited just to ensure that they got transportation. But we could not any suitable transport.
Finally, I suggested that my friend will drop Dimple and I will drop the others.
At first, they refused but with no choice left they agreed. Dimple went along with my friend on his bike and I left with these girls. Actually, as per the route, I had to drop Anisha first and then Pooja and Sakshi but I took the other route.
I hatched a plan to spend some time with Anisha alone and see what the result would be. Maybe I could get her number, just a little attempt, and hope.
It was almost 2.30 when I dropped the 2 girls. Then when I and Anisha were left alone, I kept speaking to her.
In the conversation, she said that I have to disturb so many people from their sleep now when she would reach the hostel. She was feeling bad about it. Lust was raging hard in me. The thought of having sex with her was making me aroused.
Another boundary was hit and we all shouted in unison with the crowd. We all exchanged high fives including Anisha. That broke the awkward silence between us. As we gave high fives I held her fingers for a few seconds. She had to pull back her fingers from my hold.
When we sat I pulled my chair closer to her chair. Nobody noticed it. She saw me doing that, but she did not react.
--
Let me describe Anisha – very simple looking and simply dressed in black pants and a cream colored loose top. But beneath the simple dress was a stunning body.
As she kept jumping, screaming and moving her body, I could notice that she had a great figure. Very sexy, almost 5.5” height, great juggling boobs, maybe 36 “, fully grown, nice long legs, clean smooth skin as silk, juicy lips just perfect to be sucked, big eyes and a fantastic ass.
--
Every time the cricket ball was hit to a boundary my eyes would remain glued to her flesh balls. Admiring the way they juggled and moved up and down inside that loose top. I wish I could just lift her shirt and feel them with my hands and mouth. Just gobble them in my mouth and squeeze the milk out of them.
She was aware that I was continuously staring at her body and seemed to enjoy the attention. She was also being flirty and touchy with me, at all possible instances.
--
When the Mexican wave was happening and a couple of times we had to raise our hands and again sit down, her top moved little and the red straps of her bra were clearly visible.
In some time I noticed that a lot of people were looking at it and I did not like it. I indicated it to her but could not understand. I went close to her and told her in her ears, “ The entire stadium knows that you are wearing a red colored bra.”
She adjusted one side of her straps. I took a daring step and pushed the other strap inside her top. She was just stung by my boldness. Her touch made me feel and want more of her. She was sensual, her body, her eyes, every body part was sensual.
-
Before I learned the art of sensual living, a touch was just a touch, a kiss just a kiss. But after learning the art, these things started taking on a new meaning which was more essential to the soul and body. As I sat back in my seat she was speechless and excited.
Her facial expressions were indicating so. We continued to watch the match and post interval we have moved pretty close to each other almost sitting touching each other.
--
The match was still going on – on the field and off the field. There were the whole evening and night ahead.
The match between CSK and KKR was going on. With CSK scoring only 130 odd runs we were all highly disappointed but waited in anticipation hoping for the best. As the match progressed, we kept coming close to each other virtually. When it boiled down to the last over it was tense, and with a 6 required off the last ball, it was too much to handle for Anisha.
She held my arms and kept her head there. When CSK won we all hugged each other. It was so close and most important was I could feel her so close. I felt the push of her soft boobs on my chest when she hugged me. We shook hands and I did not leave her hands.
In fact, she did not force to pull her hands back. She said, “You are a very entertaining person and bold too. Thanks for the company, it was great.”
I said, “Thanks, same here. Your red color inner will linger on my mind for the next few days.” We both laughed.
She said, “I wish I could gift you that if you liked it so much.”
I said, “What can I do with that, the utility parts of it are better.”
She said, “How can you be so dirty and frank…. Oh god, but I like it.”
I said, “I am like that and yeah but if there is no other option then I would like to have it.” We again laughed and her friend called her.
--
They were trying to book a taxi to return home but could not find one. Despite repeated efforts, not even a single taxi was available. All the 4 were tensed as Pooja and Sakshi were from a different route. They were staying with their parents and had to reach home at any cost.
Dimple and Anisha were staying in hostels but their routes were also different, Dimple hostel was on the way to my friends home and Anisha was again from a different route. I asked them to wait for some time. Maybe until the crowd gets cleared and then maybe we would try again.
So we decided to watch the presentation ceremony.
Once that was over and we moved out of the stadium but could not find any cab or auto. I and my friend tried our best and waited just to ensure that they got transportation. But we could not any suitable transport.
Finally, I suggested that my friend will drop Dimple and I will drop the others.
At first, they refused but with no choice left they agreed. Dimple went along with my friend on his bike and I left with these girls. Actually, as per the route, I had to drop Anisha first and then Pooja and Sakshi but I took the other route.
I hatched a plan to spend some time with Anisha alone and see what the result would be. Maybe I could get her number, just a little attempt, and hope.
It was almost 2.30 when I dropped the 2 girls. Then when I and Anisha were left alone, I kept speaking to her.
In the conversation, she said that I have to disturb so many people from their sleep now when she would reach the hostel. She was feeling bad about it. Lust was raging hard in me. The thought of having sex with her was making me aroused.
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