02-11-2022, 12:36 PM
Till his heart broke....
Millie had always been what she was best at being, a raucous and rambunctious young women full of life. By the time she had finished her tenth standard there were already college kids whistling behind her. Despite her young age, her body and proportions were yearning to a fullness that most women get when they finish their colleges. The ripeness of her youth mixed with her life and exuberance, made her look even more desiring. Her being flirty added fuel to the fire, she filled fuel to the fantasies of many boys in the college, many a boys sprayed their life juices into empty toilets and bed sheets thinking of Millie. Not an innocent person at her young age, she was more than aware of the effect she had on boys and men, how she would turn eyes in a bus or in college. She too had her secrets, her discoveries. She too knew the pleasures of touching herself, of how she could finger her ripeness to a tumultuous climax which would make her body go limb and lifeless. She had been depending on her imagination, sensual touch and finger for a few years since her tenth standard to give herself a good time. For two years it was just the same routine whenever she was horny.
During the final weeks of exam, Millie and few friends decided to group up and study together. They had scheduled three week plan, spending a few days at one of the girl’s houses. It was during one such group studies sessions that they got introduced the cute young brother of one of the girls. He was fairly tall and was a basketball nut, so every evening he would walk in his shorts sweating through and through and looking all hunk. Irrespective of us being busy with studies a few of us took time to talk about him only to be scolded by the all controlling sister. Just like the ladies who had taken a fancy over the guy, he too had got hooked by the sudden gush of beautiful young teens in his house. Unknown to the flock of girls, the young chap used to ogle at them, whenever they were not looking, getting an ample dose of cleavages and navel, fueling his fantasies and increasing his appetite for self satisfaction. Millie, the not so innocent among the bunch, noticed the unusual eagerness of her friends younger brother to drop in unannounced whenever they were busy. She also noted the frequency at which he used to drop in. Most of them had ignored it as a playful intrusion but she knew that playful part came after all the intrusions. Millie too had decided to playfully flirt with him, though making sure that she did not cross any lines. A month and half later they were good friends, texting quite frequently and calling up once in a while. The exams had come and gone and they all were pretty sure that they had done decently well. Their friendship started seeing better days, it did not take long for him to start asking Millie about his girl friend and Millie was always full of quirky answers. The special friendship was pretty secret and not many knew, especially Millie’s friends, who would have taken it wrongly. Millie was a great support when it came to helping him through the downs of his relationship with his girl friend, which was pretty much every second week.
Over the last few weeks before she had to pack up for her new college, she had kept herself very busy. Millie visited as many friends as she could and was packing a very busy schedule driving to meet relative out of the city and staying with them. It was only a few days before her date of departure she returned back to her house. Her mail box was flooded with mails and her mobile (which was turned off during roaming) had a few texts from her friend. She called him back immediately.
“She dumped me.” He cried out to her.
Millie was lost for words as she listened to him sob on the phone.
“Give me an hour, I just came back home. I will see if I can come down to your place.”
“No I am not in my house. I am at my friend’s home. I do not want to go home in this condition.”
“I will call you back.” Millie said and disconnected the phone.
She felt a bit responsible for what had happened to him. All along she knew that the girl was in no way going to stick with him. Rather than telling him the harsh truth, she kept on hoping the girl would somehow see the better side of the relation, which apparently did not happen. She felt a tinge of remorse and an acute sense of guilt for how things had unfolded. He was the closest she had to a sibling, a young kid a year and half younger to her. Millie took a long time in the bath, she missed the familiar atmosphere in her bed and wash, the bath more than enough made up for the last few days of hectic journey to her relatives. Despite the refreshing feeling after the bath she still was thinking about the poor heartbroken friend of hers.
Millie had always been what she was best at being, a raucous and rambunctious young women full of life. By the time she had finished her tenth standard there were already college kids whistling behind her. Despite her young age, her body and proportions were yearning to a fullness that most women get when they finish their colleges. The ripeness of her youth mixed with her life and exuberance, made her look even more desiring. Her being flirty added fuel to the fire, she filled fuel to the fantasies of many boys in the college, many a boys sprayed their life juices into empty toilets and bed sheets thinking of Millie. Not an innocent person at her young age, she was more than aware of the effect she had on boys and men, how she would turn eyes in a bus or in college. She too had her secrets, her discoveries. She too knew the pleasures of touching herself, of how she could finger her ripeness to a tumultuous climax which would make her body go limb and lifeless. She had been depending on her imagination, sensual touch and finger for a few years since her tenth standard to give herself a good time. For two years it was just the same routine whenever she was horny.
During the final weeks of exam, Millie and few friends decided to group up and study together. They had scheduled three week plan, spending a few days at one of the girl’s houses. It was during one such group studies sessions that they got introduced the cute young brother of one of the girls. He was fairly tall and was a basketball nut, so every evening he would walk in his shorts sweating through and through and looking all hunk. Irrespective of us being busy with studies a few of us took time to talk about him only to be scolded by the all controlling sister. Just like the ladies who had taken a fancy over the guy, he too had got hooked by the sudden gush of beautiful young teens in his house. Unknown to the flock of girls, the young chap used to ogle at them, whenever they were not looking, getting an ample dose of cleavages and navel, fueling his fantasies and increasing his appetite for self satisfaction. Millie, the not so innocent among the bunch, noticed the unusual eagerness of her friends younger brother to drop in unannounced whenever they were busy. She also noted the frequency at which he used to drop in. Most of them had ignored it as a playful intrusion but she knew that playful part came after all the intrusions. Millie too had decided to playfully flirt with him, though making sure that she did not cross any lines. A month and half later they were good friends, texting quite frequently and calling up once in a while. The exams had come and gone and they all were pretty sure that they had done decently well. Their friendship started seeing better days, it did not take long for him to start asking Millie about his girl friend and Millie was always full of quirky answers. The special friendship was pretty secret and not many knew, especially Millie’s friends, who would have taken it wrongly. Millie was a great support when it came to helping him through the downs of his relationship with his girl friend, which was pretty much every second week.
Over the last few weeks before she had to pack up for her new college, she had kept herself very busy. Millie visited as many friends as she could and was packing a very busy schedule driving to meet relative out of the city and staying with them. It was only a few days before her date of departure she returned back to her house. Her mail box was flooded with mails and her mobile (which was turned off during roaming) had a few texts from her friend. She called him back immediately.
“She dumped me.” He cried out to her.
Millie was lost for words as she listened to him sob on the phone.
“Give me an hour, I just came back home. I will see if I can come down to your place.”
“No I am not in my house. I am at my friend’s home. I do not want to go home in this condition.”
“I will call you back.” Millie said and disconnected the phone.
She felt a bit responsible for what had happened to him. All along she knew that the girl was in no way going to stick with him. Rather than telling him the harsh truth, she kept on hoping the girl would somehow see the better side of the relation, which apparently did not happen. She felt a tinge of remorse and an acute sense of guilt for how things had unfolded. He was the closest she had to a sibling, a young kid a year and half younger to her. Millie took a long time in the bath, she missed the familiar atmosphere in her bed and wash, the bath more than enough made up for the last few days of hectic journey to her relatives. Despite the refreshing feeling after the bath she still was thinking about the poor heartbroken friend of hers.
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