03-08-2019, 04:46 PM
It was around 20th May, that he got the chance to be alone with her. Forget English, he just went in and drew the curtains and switched on the cooler in her house. The windows were closed and the cooler sound would quell any other sound. He pushed her to the bed and kissed her on lips. The hands got busy with the boobs and her pressed them very hard. At home she was wearing the traditional salwar kameez. He tried to lift her Kameez which she refused. He was also not backing out this time. He just dropped his shorts to ankles and brought the cock into her full view. This was unexpected for her, especially from a 14-15 year old kid. The act and the output both were very impressive. The mouth was slightly ajar by the act. Now he moved closer, and she as if in trance, cooperated with him and allowed him to lift the kameez. She was braless. He sucked the boobs and with his experience with Sheetal and a few others was doing a fairly good job of it. She enjoyed the sensation, which brought out a few moans from her. The hands had found the string of the salwar and were trying to untie them, both had gone too far and could not do anything. The salwar touched the ground, his t-shirt was also off and both were stark naked. She had the bush downstairs which was not very appealing to him but he was not complaining.
The passionate kissing and boob pressing had set the juices flowing in her. The pussy was all wet and set to be taken however the mental block was the thing stopping it. The bush had made him a bit reluctant to go down for oral. Condoms were still not as easily available as now and the knowledge about AIDS was very primal in nature and the thought was any sex without condom will lead to AIDS. He focused on boobs and was sucking like a child would do. She had meanwhile moved to the bed and was lay on her back. After 15-20 minutes of kissing & boob press, Vicky got up and rested his weight on either side of her. This meant the tip of the cock was just above her lips. The long and thick cock had fascinated her and as a most natural thing for her to do, she took to sucking it as a child would do to a lollipop placed tantalizingly close to lips. She had to open her mouth wide to engulf it and it was surely a mouthful or rather say a throatful.
She was sucking it like an experienced cock sucker, with the tongue doing all the hardwork but in a very subtle manner. She was following the adage of don’t stroke it but smoke it. Since he had been with Sheetal for a couple of years now, hence he was being able to hold for that long, but the excitement of making love to a woman much elder to him made him excited and after next 5-7 minutes he warned Sanju of impeding load but she was lost in her own world to heed the warning and the cock spread the semen in her mouth. It was truly a mouthful of load. The warm sticky liquid filled her mouth with a few drops exhibiting the spill over effect. It all went in. The intestines were lined with his semen. The cock had gone limp and even in that state was an impressive 4.5inches.
The limp cock was dangling in front of her as he removed it from her mouth. Within minutes the sight of naked Sanju brought it back to life from death. She was laying on her back in wanton lust, eyeing the dangling carrot. The big boobs were all there in naked glory, glistened with sweat, due to all the hard work. Vicky had a look at the boobies and bent down to suck them. This time it was with some vengeance. Alonwith with sucking, the pressing / mauling of boobs was also giving both immense pleasure leading her to express it via moans of approval. He had done the boob fucking a few times with Sheetal but this was different, the boobs were of a very good size, those of a grown woman, had a slight bit of sag but were very impressive. Vicky placed his dick between the two globes and engulfed his cock with them. The globes had covered the impressive girth upto a decent percentage. This was much better than he had felt for a long time. He was used to Sheetal. This was new. Slowly as the strokes began, Sanju got in the act with the tip of the dick hitting her face on upward movement. Her full body was into it. The ass movements ensured the hips and back participated in the heat session. This continued for over fifteen minutes. Due to the earlier ejaculation, he did not erupt so soon. She was impressed with his stamina but there was more to come. He removed his dick forced her to be on her fours, the moment she realized what she was getting into, she refused. Perhaps the impending pain of her anal burst was more than horrifying for her. She was steadfast in her refusal but asked him to take her pussy. The bush was upsetting for him. He didn’t want to upset her and lose the chance forever. He stopped but told her to shave off the bush for the next time. She agreed.
What happened that day was much more than he had bargained for, he had elicited a promise for a fuck the next time.
That evening when his father came from office, he broke a good news of them being allotted a bigger house in a nearby sector of same colony. They had to move in within next 15 days. Though the other sector of the same colony was not much far (around 1 km or so) but coming to teach her English daily would be difficult to explain and parents may not agree. So whatever to be done, was to be done quickly. He had heard of the condoms availability in the local government dispensary from the elder boys in his locality. One afternoon, he went to the dispensary and as per his knowledge of the dispensary was able to locate quite a few “Nirodhs,” the government Condom. He had picked up all sizes available and kept them in a safe place on his terrace, unknown to his parents. Once his parents had left for their offices, he saw them and discarded all the small sizes ones and kept only the large and extra large ones. The large sized ones were a bit tight but ok. In a couple of years time he was to move from large to extra large of the foreign brands.
With the power of a packet of Nirodhs in his pocket, he walked towards Sanju’s home in expectation of some love making. It was a Friday and he knew, if not today then weekend would be difficult and then they would have to get into mode of house shifting as his parents would be taking a fortnight leave from Monday onwards. This had increased his anxiety levels and he was anxious about the Bush factor. The oldest Bush known to man. Those were the days of George Bush Senior.
He knocked at the door. She opened the door and he liked what he saw. She was wearing a long kameez with no salwar or pants or pyjamas. He stepped in, closed the door behind him and straight away started kissing. She was perhaps expecting the onslaught. Both of them continued kissing for quite some time, his hands had also found the boobs and mauled them to good effect.
Like a man of the lady, he put his arm around her shoulders and proceeded to the bed room. The curtains were already drawn and cooler was doing its best trying to cool the impending high temperatures. Once in bedroom, he again started kissing her. This time it was not forceful and the tongues were exploring each other’s mouth. After 10-15 minutes of this soft and pleasurable exploration both parted, perhaps for a bit of air, and he lifted his t-shirt and shorts. Looking at him she said, “what if I don’t proceed?” He replied “I know other ways too.”
To which she replied “you are still a bachcha (kid)”
“It didn’t seem when you saw this” saying this he pointed at his tool. She understood that the encounters during Holi, Hide-n-seek, at her house have made him much bolder. She had no answer. Seeing her state, he went, and as if to help her, lifted her kameez in one flow and saw without any panty or bra. The eyes first inspected the ‘bush’ and finding none there, he was very pleased. He smiled and first went down to suck the boobies. He sucked like a baby, the feeling was much different, perhaps with the knowledge of the “fuck” today, he was less forceful and more caring. Sanju also noticed the pleasant change and the divine passage was getting wetter than the usual, perhaps with the knowledge of being loved fully today. She saw him eyeing the clean patch between her legs, the patch cleaned especially for him, to suit his tastes and likings. Somehow, the youngster had her captivated with his bold moves and a bit more bold dick.
After continuous sucking and licking of her boobs, he traced the path to the clean patch via her navel and not so flat stomach with his tongue, wetting the skin on the way and once he reached there, he inhaled in the aroma of her wet pussy and it felt awesome. Gradually the tongue reached the spot and showered the pussy lips with its saliva. The continuous showering of saliva on pussy was having a mindboggling effect on Sanju. This was a sensation she was feeling for a very first time. The clitoris was being plastered with rich saliva and slight accidental bites of the teeth on the lips was making her go crazy. Months of practice with Sheetal had made him somewhat adept at the foreplay because with Sheetal he still hadn’t crossed the line, hence it was all foreplay only. The sensations were too much for Sanju and she crossed her legs over his head and the upward movement of her hips were an indication of her enjoyment of the extreme non-penetrative pleasures she was being subjected to. The non-penetrative pleasures were to get more pleasurable now.
He disengaged from the pleasure point and gasped for air and saw the refrigerator placed in the verandah. He picked himself up, albeit a bit reluctantly, and proceeded towards the Kelvinator in the corner. Sanju was seeing her with a bit of dismay. He opened the fridge and pulled out a tray of ice cubes from the freezer and came back to her. Slight movement of the tray made the ice cubes squirm and come out of their sections. She was eyeing the impending storm of love. He picked one cube and placed it between his teeth and moved down to the love pot. The application of ice and the newer sensations were getting better of her and she was loosing her senses. This was much much better than her all previous flings put together. The boy knew how to make a woman happy. The touch of chilled water cube was too hot to handle even for her. These were unchartered waters for her. The sensations were new and very pleasurable. The pussy lips were getting a bit stiff due to low temperatures inflicted by the cubes and the cold water percolating down inside the inner walls was giving her unknown pleasures. Again the legs crossed over his head and the hips moved upwards to match and meet the ice cubes, seeing the wanton display of lust by Sanju, Vicky moved further and applied the cube to her nipples with the other hand. Now the scene was such that he was on his knees on the bed, bent down towards her love nest, her legs were crossed behind his head, one cube torturing the pussy lips and the other one doing the same to the sensitive nipples. Sanju’s eyes were closed and her head was swaying from one side to other and she was biting her lip as well.
He lifted his head thereby raising her legs as well and enjoyed the scene. A chance taken at the Holi brought such rich rewards and that too so soon was something he liked. Strangely enough, he didn’t want her affair with Sanju to continue for long. The continued torture brought her close to the point of orgasm and she tightened her grip on his head and the hips moved up and down indicating the throes of pleasure she was in. Seeing her state and guessing that she was ripe for taking, he opened the packet of Nirodh Condom and wore it. He didn’t like the feeling but this was the minimum precaution he had to take. Those were not the days of I-pill. He untied her legs behind his head but let her remain in the same position with legs on his either shoulder and placed his dick at the entry to gateway of pleasure. The face was hiding the emotions of a first timer. The well lubricated inner walls of her pussy were more than ready to accommodate his tool and with slow strokes he started it. To him it was the safest way of starting without giving away that he is a novice at it. Gradually as he got comfortable with the motion, the speed increased and even the motion of her hip’s upward movement increased to match his strokes. In the heat, the pace of the strokes increased, his thick tool was hitting the coveted spot and letting her enjoy the sensations never felt before.
Suddenly he heard a sound of something being ruptured, instinctively he took his tool out with Sanju gasping for more. The boy had some stamina as he had not come even once whereas she, the elder and more experienced one, was on the verge of second. The poor quality of condom was not able to handle such heavy strokes and got ruptured. He removed the condom but what to do now. Sanju was at point of no return and asked him to continue without it. She told him to not to cum inside her and spread the semen out which would ensure no pregnancy. Such was her lust at that time that she did not think anything and said the first thing that came to her mind. Though it was correct. He started again and so did Sanju, his hands were holding the milk jugs and pinching the nippies. Sanju was holding her arms for support. The legs started the familiar movement of increasing its stranglehold on his head and the hips were moving vigorously indicating that within about half an hour she had cummed twice with the ‘kid” yet to cum. The droplets of sweat had formed a thin liquid film on her body which was shining in the light of the tube. The dusky complexion, musky smell of the sweat, the swaying boobs, the sideways movement of the head in wanton lust, the wanton lust on the face, the suppressed moans, were there to be enjoyed by the senses. This was now getting too much for him also and he felt the familiar sweet feeling in his abdomen and pulled out the magnificent tool out. Sanju was aghast – how could he do this?
Sensing her condition he said “You told to pull out before cumming – Sarkari condom ka nateeja hai (result of government made condom)” She laughed and he laughed with her.
The rich semen was spread on her boobs, stomach and a bit on the face. With his hands he spread it all over her body with special attention on her boobs and ass globes. Sanju’s skin was polished with his semen and she was glowing. He remembered how a cobbler uses a white coloured liquid to shine the shoe after applying the polish. The simile brought him to a chuckle. He turned her legs and her ass in all its polished glory was looking at him. He had seen a lot of doggy style movies and had understood how it is done. But as they say – man proposes and god disposes.
Sounds of his name filled his ears and hurriedly he came out in the balcony after wearing his clothes, only to find that boys of his neighborhood were calling him for a Cricket match with the next block. Everyone knew that he was a cricket fanatic and his friends told him that they had taken the permission from his dad who had come a bit early today. Now there was no chance to escape the match without arousing suspicion. One last time he kissed her, pressed her boobs and moved out of her house. Angry Sanju was still naked when she closed the door.
His dad announced that they would have to shift on Tuesday as over weekend and Monday they would get the house whitewashed and get the repairs done by the Government CPWD. His father was a well known figure in terms of being active member of the resident welfare associations and hence these things would get done much sooner. So on the anointed day they shifted. They enjoyed goodwill in their current block and hence they got a good farewell but a sullen looking Sanju was sad at the movement.
It was a corner flat on first floor with a very big playground just across the road. It was a big “square” as it is called in government colonies of Delhi with two parallel rows of two storeyed houses and a small row to form a ‘U” of houses. The flats shared a big ground. The new immediate neighbors were seemingly good people. It was a '. family, apart from the couple they had two daughters, one a year senior than him and the other a year junior to him. During the process of whitewash etc, he could not see them as they had gone to their relatives place but a look at their mother had made him hopeful. She had a slightly dusky complexion but still a bit fairer than Sanju. Had straight black hair coming upto mid-back. She was not model type thin but thin as compared to aunties with school going children. Her big round ass and melons made her waist look even thinner and the voluptuousness looked that much more appealing.
Mr. Khan knew Vicky’s father as he was also involved in the welfare association work, thanks to which they were more than welcomed in the neighborhood. His dad was known for his uprighteousness and ability to mobilize people for common causes. This ability had endeared him to the members of various associations of different sectors of the colony. Khans had ensured that for the first two days the food came from their home and took great care to see to it that they served them only vegetarian food as Vicky’s family was a strict vegetarian family.
The following Saturday evening, he saw Mrs Khan coming to their home alongwith their two daughters. The elder one’s name was Sadaf and the younger one’s was Tina (she opted for a modern western sounding name and her changed it from Shama). Vicky was taken aback by what he saw. Let me now explain each one with some detailing for you.
Sadaf – Mild Dusky complexion (similar to her mother), silky black hair upto shoulder level. Good height of about 5.5”, as per Indian standards, big expressive eyes, ever inviting kissable lips, a nice round ass (similar to her mother but mother’s was a shade better), finely crafted pair of legs. She was wearing a t-shirt and the poor piece of garment could not hide the twin peaks. They were something to behold, sucked, kneaded and whatever you want to do. Firm high on chest, perfectly shaped and they were big.
Vicky coined a term Mother Dairy for her. Those in Delhi are well aware of the Mother Dairy depots. He thought her kids would definitely be very very well fed from the large containers.
Tina – Very Fair (skin colour resemblance from her father), dark brown coloured hair, silky and reach till lower half of her back, tied in a pony and swaying from side to side. Very cheerful. Great ass globes, perhaps better than her mother. It was a beautiful heart shaped ass. Beautiful legs. Good sized boobs for her age.
He was surely in luck here. God was being so kind to him. In presence of their parents only the niceties were exchanged. Tina was the more boisterous and cheerful of the lot. She and Vicky hit-off right away. Khans had observed Vicky for a week or so and had deduced that he was a good and well mannered boy who was outgoing but good at both studies and sports. His father’s reputation had always done him a world of good.
Vicky’s sister had come to meet them on a fortnight’s leave from her Medical college in Chandigarh and liked her new home. She also gelled well with the Khans and they also liked her. Sadaf was now far more casual after her interactions with his sister and both the sisters were a frequent visitor in their house. After a fortnight his sister left.
Vicky was still continuing with the non-penetrative sex with Sheetal but sex with Sanju became only a one time opportunity. He had gone back to his old house a few times in the garb of meeting old cricket team mates but the real mission of meeting Sanju alone was never fulfilled. A couple of months later he learnt that she has got engaged. Strangely enough, he let out a breath of relief.
Like this about 6 months passed. Delhi has been famous for its winters and those months were approaching. There was something he liked about the winters, the availability of his favourite vegetables, fruits, cosying up in quilt etc and the general cool climes. The only thing he did not liked was the coating of clothing covering girls. His perfect weather would be winters with girls in Summer clothing or better beachwear if possible.
Vicky had a habit of going to terrace after his dinner. It also used to serve purpose of laying the folding beds and mattresses as they used to sleep on terrace during summer months. Those who have been through those times would remember this how people used to sleep on terraces. Great way to save electricity and to enjoy the mild cool breeze during night. However, the terrace bedding used to end with conclusion of Monsoons with rain and people playing hide-n-seek to sleep on the terrace. But his habit of a walk on terrace used to continue into winters, except the days his friends would come and 3-4 of his childhood friends would go for a long walk.
Sadaf also had developed this habit and over a period of time their timings had also been synchronized to the point of being there within 5-7 minutes of each other. Familiarity had brought them closer but not in lovebirds sense and they used to share a lot of things now. He now felt a lot closer to Sadaf than Tina. She shared with him that she was going around with a boy from the neighbouring colony called Munirka. Munirka, for Delhites is a colony of two halves, one DDA flats and other the old village part. The boy nicknamed “Dahiya” had quite a few houses and shops as his property. Those days the village part was still like a village with a few buffaloes / cows in their sheds in the large houses. Subsequently it gave way to the concrete jungle with ill-planned houses. The real estate boom had given the villagers ample reason to plan such houses. Due to perfect location of the houses and shops, Dahiya was earning good income from rents. Vicky had known the Village guys from Munirka as they had played a few matches against them a few times and matching the description with that given by Sadaf he was able to zero in on the person.
He thought she had bad tastes. He was not made for her – full stop. She was way above him. She told that a few months back, a few boys were teasing her and Dahiya had helped her. Since then he had followed her. After some time the crude manners which looked cool to her then were now disgusting for her. She thought about the cool guys of her School with cultured mannerisms. Due to his reputation of being a bad boy from Munirka village nobody took him on. Also, the new riches he had acquired ensured that he used to shower her with gifts. Over some more period of time, she had confided in him that her parents had seen her with him a couple of times and were not happy about it and had in a subtle manner had told her to withdraw, though it had fallen on deaf ears then.
Came January of 1990 and his birthday was approaching. Sheetal asked him for the birthday present and he said “You”.
To which the response was “You seen me naked so many times and what else…” she did not finish the sentence.
“I want you completely” he said.
Though they had been used to being naked in each other’s company for around two & half to three years, but the sentence – I want you completely – had made her blush and a smile escaped. He pressed her for the gift, she teasingly said “let the b’day come.”
Sheetal had grown into a very fine teenage beauty by now. The boobs used to continued mauling, sucking, kneading, in short attention had developed into a more than a handful and were on their way of growth path for further growth in years to come.
That year, his b’day was on Friday. He went to the temple with his parents, as was the custom over the years, it was celebrated at school with friends, as a small gift she kissed him at a secluded spot in the school and lifted her skirt for him to do a quickie oral in school but he was not satisfied and told her that he would await his gift. In the evening the Birthday was celebrated at home as well with relatives, friends, neighbours, all joining in the party. All day long, phone calls of relatives, friends had been pouring in with the usual early morning call of his favourite Tayaji. His sister was staying there only.
Sadaf could not join the fun. Something had happened which got her upset and she had to skip the party.
The next day, morning he received a call from Sheetal teasing him about the birthday gifts. He knew her too well and joined in the good natured banter. However, both wanted the gift. He was eager to take and in all honesty she was only too eager to oblige. Both wanted to conquer the final frontier. During their talks she casually mentioned that Niti and her parents would be out for a few hours starting afternoon till about evening. Though the manner of mentioning appeared casual but she wanted him to take it with utmost sincerity.
On Sunday, he reached her house with a packet of Sarkari Condoms (Nirodhs) with him. The encounter with Sanju had taught him how to by-pass the ruptured Sakari Condom. Even in peak Delhi winters, Sheetal was not wearing the sweaters etc and waited for him a mini and a sleeveless top. He knew how to press the right buttons. The last two years had taught him a lot about her. The soft wet kisses on the nape & just below earlobes coupled with gentle massage of boobs were the surest and quickest way of getting her into the mood. This time was no different. He started kissing her and gradually went behind her and planted soft kisses on the nape of the neck and just below earlobes. The sleeveless top was facilitating this act for good measure. The hands found their resting place on the well developed mounds of her ample bosom. This had got her going, the ass was wriggling against his granite-hard cock. She wanted to do it more than him. He wanted to enjoy the journey to the final destination than reaching the destination in one go. He let the mood continue for a few more minutes which resulted in her getting more restless and the ass grinding into his crotch became more rough by the minute and that Vicky was behind him, meant the lips could only kiss his hands as and when he let them roam on her angelic face. She arched herself with her arms raised and crossed behind his head. The generously endowed girl was pushing the mounds a lot forward making the pose look nothing short right out of a Kamasutra posture.
Seeing her state, he was a bit lenient on her and one hand went inside her mini skirt and was making rings on her inner thighs. This was more wonderful this time – although they had done this earlier also on many a occasion. She tightened the grip of her thighs around his hand. The body had tensed and arched even further. He pushed the hand in upward direction and touched the pussy – the girl was hell bent on saving time – he thought and smiled and decided to not to torture her further and take her out of her misery. With the other hand he pulled the elastic band of her skirt. Rest was done by her. The arms around his neck unlocked and were pointing straight upwards. He obliged and the off went the top.
As soon as the top was off she turned around and hurriedly unfastened his belt, pulled down his trousers and also underwear in one stroke. Her favorite dick was there in front of her and meanwhile he had also taken off the jacket and shirt.
Both were stark naked now, nothing new for them, but this time it was to be different. He picked her up and took to her parents bedroom and made her lie on the master bed. Done so many times before – but the anticipation was killing both the teenagers.
This time he did not opt much for the foreplay and seeing that the pussy was already wet with excitement, he decided to go in for the kill and placed the dick at the dream entry. She was on bed with her proud tits pointing to the ceiling. The legs were on either side of him stretching the pussy maximum for his convenience. First he thought of wearing the condom but then took the other option. Gradually he pushed the dick in. The now much lubricated walls of the pussy were stretched trying to accommodate the big tool. Centimetre by Centimetre it was going in. The limp 4.5inch tool stood at magnificent 8inches when fully erect. It was about 6” in when he decided to pull it out and gradually started the rhythm, as the tempo increased the tool was going in upto 7-7.5inches in and hitting the walls. She was also helping in maintaining the tempo by pushing her hips up and down to match the strokes. The inner walls felt mauled by the tool and it was very fulfilling. The abandon movement of the boobs made him remember Sanju’s boob movement in similar position a few months back. This lust on her face was different. It was the lust of a first timer. He felt that Sheetal was on verge of orgasm as he felt a lot of juices wetting his dick even more and the much more lubricated walls had made the entry and exit even more pleasurable.
The big tool had taken its toll on Sheetal who had felt enormous pain with first entry, she felt that it would tear her pussy and she will have to go to the doctor to stitch them back. But with her juices wetting the dick, it had become a bit more easy for her as well. The dick was hitting her walls hard but these hits she would take with pleasure. The increased momentum had made her increase the speed of her ass movements and the sideways movement of her head and that meant that the boobs were in full motion moving everywhere. The creamy white girl with contrasting hair was a sight to behold. The momentum had built upto a point where both the bodies were glistening in thin sheen of sweat even in the Delhi winters of January.
Vicky felt that he was about to cum and as he did with Sanju he had spread the semen on her body and polished her body with his hands. The boobs, ass globes, thighs all were mauled with generous polishing. The nubile body was glistening in the perfect mixture of his semen and her juices. Her body was shining like a glass. He admired her and spooned her body. He was laying on the bed on his side with she also in the similar position with her ass meeting his crotch. The touch of the smooth globes was more than enough to bring the limp cock back to life. They spoke nothing but he kept on kissing her neck and earlobes. She was also aroused and turned her head to see him. He placed his lips on hers and kissed her. His hand moved to the boobs and he massaged them the handful ones.
With one swift movement she came on top of him with either knee on his either side and said “ab meri baari” (its my turn now).
He replied “ok but yeh sirf mere paas hai” (pointing to his dick he said only he has the dick) and both giggled.
She had also started seeing the porn movies and liked the position of cowgirl ride. She felt that women looked more powerful in this manner. Her soft hands encircled his big shaft and guided her pussy on the dick. The moistened pussy walls plus the gravity effect ensured that it all went in one full stroke. This way she felt more filled than the missionary position. Gradually she increased her momentum with every downward motion meaning his erect shaft hitting her inner walls more powerfully. This was heaven for both – they thought. She came but he did not, the juices were leaking from the side of his shaft. With this she stopped. Though the dick was still well in her. She bent down to kiss her and then lifted herself back up. (Something very similar to Penelope Cruz in Vanilla Sky sex scene, he remembered that day seeing the movie many years later). The room was filled with aroma of two bodies intertwined like creepers in sexual ecstasy. The smell had a very sexual touch to it. She was cumming like a waterfall, this was her second with her on the top and he in the meanwhile was taking his own sweet time. This time, she stopped, the knees trembled, the body shook, eyes got closed, she held her hair behind her head, arching forward, Vicky supported her by holding her boobs. After a few seconds, she slowly opened her eyes and smiled and stopped. He said “Continue – abhi mera nahin hua hai” (I have not cummed as yet). With this she started again and he told her to stop when he will gesture. After about 4-5minutes of more symbiotic motion, he gestured her to alight, she did, but with one action came down and encircled the dick with her sweet lips and drank all semen like a nectar. She was much like Sanju when it came to gulping the cum. He thought all girls are similar when it came to cum.
With this round she collapsed on top of him. She had four wonderful orgasms bringing with them new sensations in her inner most areas. He pulled the blanket on top of them. She was on top of him crushing her ever growing boobs on his chest. He was roaming his hands on her bare back within the blanket with some sweet strokes over her ass cheeks. This way they spent about an hour or so, saying sweet nothing, nibbling at each other and in general enjoying each others naked company. Both knew, next time onwards, given the opportunity, it would no longer be non-penetrative sex.
She put her soft hand over his crotch and said “Happy Birthday Vicky.”
He replied “Thanks for the present Sheetal. It was the best one I ever got.”
As he came out, the world felt different. A lot had changed during that couple of hours or so period. He came back home and awaiting him were his friends. He went out with them for a game of cricket and to everyone it felt that it was all normal. Little did they know of the session.
The passionate kissing and boob pressing had set the juices flowing in her. The pussy was all wet and set to be taken however the mental block was the thing stopping it. The bush had made him a bit reluctant to go down for oral. Condoms were still not as easily available as now and the knowledge about AIDS was very primal in nature and the thought was any sex without condom will lead to AIDS. He focused on boobs and was sucking like a child would do. She had meanwhile moved to the bed and was lay on her back. After 15-20 minutes of kissing & boob press, Vicky got up and rested his weight on either side of her. This meant the tip of the cock was just above her lips. The long and thick cock had fascinated her and as a most natural thing for her to do, she took to sucking it as a child would do to a lollipop placed tantalizingly close to lips. She had to open her mouth wide to engulf it and it was surely a mouthful or rather say a throatful.
She was sucking it like an experienced cock sucker, with the tongue doing all the hardwork but in a very subtle manner. She was following the adage of don’t stroke it but smoke it. Since he had been with Sheetal for a couple of years now, hence he was being able to hold for that long, but the excitement of making love to a woman much elder to him made him excited and after next 5-7 minutes he warned Sanju of impeding load but she was lost in her own world to heed the warning and the cock spread the semen in her mouth. It was truly a mouthful of load. The warm sticky liquid filled her mouth with a few drops exhibiting the spill over effect. It all went in. The intestines were lined with his semen. The cock had gone limp and even in that state was an impressive 4.5inches.
The limp cock was dangling in front of her as he removed it from her mouth. Within minutes the sight of naked Sanju brought it back to life from death. She was laying on her back in wanton lust, eyeing the dangling carrot. The big boobs were all there in naked glory, glistened with sweat, due to all the hard work. Vicky had a look at the boobies and bent down to suck them. This time it was with some vengeance. Alonwith with sucking, the pressing / mauling of boobs was also giving both immense pleasure leading her to express it via moans of approval. He had done the boob fucking a few times with Sheetal but this was different, the boobs were of a very good size, those of a grown woman, had a slight bit of sag but were very impressive. Vicky placed his dick between the two globes and engulfed his cock with them. The globes had covered the impressive girth upto a decent percentage. This was much better than he had felt for a long time. He was used to Sheetal. This was new. Slowly as the strokes began, Sanju got in the act with the tip of the dick hitting her face on upward movement. Her full body was into it. The ass movements ensured the hips and back participated in the heat session. This continued for over fifteen minutes. Due to the earlier ejaculation, he did not erupt so soon. She was impressed with his stamina but there was more to come. He removed his dick forced her to be on her fours, the moment she realized what she was getting into, she refused. Perhaps the impending pain of her anal burst was more than horrifying for her. She was steadfast in her refusal but asked him to take her pussy. The bush was upsetting for him. He didn’t want to upset her and lose the chance forever. He stopped but told her to shave off the bush for the next time. She agreed.
What happened that day was much more than he had bargained for, he had elicited a promise for a fuck the next time.
That evening when his father came from office, he broke a good news of them being allotted a bigger house in a nearby sector of same colony. They had to move in within next 15 days. Though the other sector of the same colony was not much far (around 1 km or so) but coming to teach her English daily would be difficult to explain and parents may not agree. So whatever to be done, was to be done quickly. He had heard of the condoms availability in the local government dispensary from the elder boys in his locality. One afternoon, he went to the dispensary and as per his knowledge of the dispensary was able to locate quite a few “Nirodhs,” the government Condom. He had picked up all sizes available and kept them in a safe place on his terrace, unknown to his parents. Once his parents had left for their offices, he saw them and discarded all the small sizes ones and kept only the large and extra large ones. The large sized ones were a bit tight but ok. In a couple of years time he was to move from large to extra large of the foreign brands.
With the power of a packet of Nirodhs in his pocket, he walked towards Sanju’s home in expectation of some love making. It was a Friday and he knew, if not today then weekend would be difficult and then they would have to get into mode of house shifting as his parents would be taking a fortnight leave from Monday onwards. This had increased his anxiety levels and he was anxious about the Bush factor. The oldest Bush known to man. Those were the days of George Bush Senior.
He knocked at the door. She opened the door and he liked what he saw. She was wearing a long kameez with no salwar or pants or pyjamas. He stepped in, closed the door behind him and straight away started kissing. She was perhaps expecting the onslaught. Both of them continued kissing for quite some time, his hands had also found the boobs and mauled them to good effect.
Like a man of the lady, he put his arm around her shoulders and proceeded to the bed room. The curtains were already drawn and cooler was doing its best trying to cool the impending high temperatures. Once in bedroom, he again started kissing her. This time it was not forceful and the tongues were exploring each other’s mouth. After 10-15 minutes of this soft and pleasurable exploration both parted, perhaps for a bit of air, and he lifted his t-shirt and shorts. Looking at him she said, “what if I don’t proceed?” He replied “I know other ways too.”
To which she replied “you are still a bachcha (kid)”
“It didn’t seem when you saw this” saying this he pointed at his tool. She understood that the encounters during Holi, Hide-n-seek, at her house have made him much bolder. She had no answer. Seeing her state, he went, and as if to help her, lifted her kameez in one flow and saw without any panty or bra. The eyes first inspected the ‘bush’ and finding none there, he was very pleased. He smiled and first went down to suck the boobies. He sucked like a baby, the feeling was much different, perhaps with the knowledge of the “fuck” today, he was less forceful and more caring. Sanju also noticed the pleasant change and the divine passage was getting wetter than the usual, perhaps with the knowledge of being loved fully today. She saw him eyeing the clean patch between her legs, the patch cleaned especially for him, to suit his tastes and likings. Somehow, the youngster had her captivated with his bold moves and a bit more bold dick.
After continuous sucking and licking of her boobs, he traced the path to the clean patch via her navel and not so flat stomach with his tongue, wetting the skin on the way and once he reached there, he inhaled in the aroma of her wet pussy and it felt awesome. Gradually the tongue reached the spot and showered the pussy lips with its saliva. The continuous showering of saliva on pussy was having a mindboggling effect on Sanju. This was a sensation she was feeling for a very first time. The clitoris was being plastered with rich saliva and slight accidental bites of the teeth on the lips was making her go crazy. Months of practice with Sheetal had made him somewhat adept at the foreplay because with Sheetal he still hadn’t crossed the line, hence it was all foreplay only. The sensations were too much for Sanju and she crossed her legs over his head and the upward movement of her hips were an indication of her enjoyment of the extreme non-penetrative pleasures she was being subjected to. The non-penetrative pleasures were to get more pleasurable now.
He disengaged from the pleasure point and gasped for air and saw the refrigerator placed in the verandah. He picked himself up, albeit a bit reluctantly, and proceeded towards the Kelvinator in the corner. Sanju was seeing her with a bit of dismay. He opened the fridge and pulled out a tray of ice cubes from the freezer and came back to her. Slight movement of the tray made the ice cubes squirm and come out of their sections. She was eyeing the impending storm of love. He picked one cube and placed it between his teeth and moved down to the love pot. The application of ice and the newer sensations were getting better of her and she was loosing her senses. This was much much better than her all previous flings put together. The boy knew how to make a woman happy. The touch of chilled water cube was too hot to handle even for her. These were unchartered waters for her. The sensations were new and very pleasurable. The pussy lips were getting a bit stiff due to low temperatures inflicted by the cubes and the cold water percolating down inside the inner walls was giving her unknown pleasures. Again the legs crossed over his head and the hips moved upwards to match and meet the ice cubes, seeing the wanton display of lust by Sanju, Vicky moved further and applied the cube to her nipples with the other hand. Now the scene was such that he was on his knees on the bed, bent down towards her love nest, her legs were crossed behind his head, one cube torturing the pussy lips and the other one doing the same to the sensitive nipples. Sanju’s eyes were closed and her head was swaying from one side to other and she was biting her lip as well.
He lifted his head thereby raising her legs as well and enjoyed the scene. A chance taken at the Holi brought such rich rewards and that too so soon was something he liked. Strangely enough, he didn’t want her affair with Sanju to continue for long. The continued torture brought her close to the point of orgasm and she tightened her grip on his head and the hips moved up and down indicating the throes of pleasure she was in. Seeing her state and guessing that she was ripe for taking, he opened the packet of Nirodh Condom and wore it. He didn’t like the feeling but this was the minimum precaution he had to take. Those were not the days of I-pill. He untied her legs behind his head but let her remain in the same position with legs on his either shoulder and placed his dick at the entry to gateway of pleasure. The face was hiding the emotions of a first timer. The well lubricated inner walls of her pussy were more than ready to accommodate his tool and with slow strokes he started it. To him it was the safest way of starting without giving away that he is a novice at it. Gradually as he got comfortable with the motion, the speed increased and even the motion of her hip’s upward movement increased to match his strokes. In the heat, the pace of the strokes increased, his thick tool was hitting the coveted spot and letting her enjoy the sensations never felt before.
Suddenly he heard a sound of something being ruptured, instinctively he took his tool out with Sanju gasping for more. The boy had some stamina as he had not come even once whereas she, the elder and more experienced one, was on the verge of second. The poor quality of condom was not able to handle such heavy strokes and got ruptured. He removed the condom but what to do now. Sanju was at point of no return and asked him to continue without it. She told him to not to cum inside her and spread the semen out which would ensure no pregnancy. Such was her lust at that time that she did not think anything and said the first thing that came to her mind. Though it was correct. He started again and so did Sanju, his hands were holding the milk jugs and pinching the nippies. Sanju was holding her arms for support. The legs started the familiar movement of increasing its stranglehold on his head and the hips were moving vigorously indicating that within about half an hour she had cummed twice with the ‘kid” yet to cum. The droplets of sweat had formed a thin liquid film on her body which was shining in the light of the tube. The dusky complexion, musky smell of the sweat, the swaying boobs, the sideways movement of the head in wanton lust, the wanton lust on the face, the suppressed moans, were there to be enjoyed by the senses. This was now getting too much for him also and he felt the familiar sweet feeling in his abdomen and pulled out the magnificent tool out. Sanju was aghast – how could he do this?
Sensing her condition he said “You told to pull out before cumming – Sarkari condom ka nateeja hai (result of government made condom)” She laughed and he laughed with her.
The rich semen was spread on her boobs, stomach and a bit on the face. With his hands he spread it all over her body with special attention on her boobs and ass globes. Sanju’s skin was polished with his semen and she was glowing. He remembered how a cobbler uses a white coloured liquid to shine the shoe after applying the polish. The simile brought him to a chuckle. He turned her legs and her ass in all its polished glory was looking at him. He had seen a lot of doggy style movies and had understood how it is done. But as they say – man proposes and god disposes.
Sounds of his name filled his ears and hurriedly he came out in the balcony after wearing his clothes, only to find that boys of his neighborhood were calling him for a Cricket match with the next block. Everyone knew that he was a cricket fanatic and his friends told him that they had taken the permission from his dad who had come a bit early today. Now there was no chance to escape the match without arousing suspicion. One last time he kissed her, pressed her boobs and moved out of her house. Angry Sanju was still naked when she closed the door.
His dad announced that they would have to shift on Tuesday as over weekend and Monday they would get the house whitewashed and get the repairs done by the Government CPWD. His father was a well known figure in terms of being active member of the resident welfare associations and hence these things would get done much sooner. So on the anointed day they shifted. They enjoyed goodwill in their current block and hence they got a good farewell but a sullen looking Sanju was sad at the movement.
It was a corner flat on first floor with a very big playground just across the road. It was a big “square” as it is called in government colonies of Delhi with two parallel rows of two storeyed houses and a small row to form a ‘U” of houses. The flats shared a big ground. The new immediate neighbors were seemingly good people. It was a '. family, apart from the couple they had two daughters, one a year senior than him and the other a year junior to him. During the process of whitewash etc, he could not see them as they had gone to their relatives place but a look at their mother had made him hopeful. She had a slightly dusky complexion but still a bit fairer than Sanju. Had straight black hair coming upto mid-back. She was not model type thin but thin as compared to aunties with school going children. Her big round ass and melons made her waist look even thinner and the voluptuousness looked that much more appealing.
Mr. Khan knew Vicky’s father as he was also involved in the welfare association work, thanks to which they were more than welcomed in the neighborhood. His dad was known for his uprighteousness and ability to mobilize people for common causes. This ability had endeared him to the members of various associations of different sectors of the colony. Khans had ensured that for the first two days the food came from their home and took great care to see to it that they served them only vegetarian food as Vicky’s family was a strict vegetarian family.
The following Saturday evening, he saw Mrs Khan coming to their home alongwith their two daughters. The elder one’s name was Sadaf and the younger one’s was Tina (she opted for a modern western sounding name and her changed it from Shama). Vicky was taken aback by what he saw. Let me now explain each one with some detailing for you.
Sadaf – Mild Dusky complexion (similar to her mother), silky black hair upto shoulder level. Good height of about 5.5”, as per Indian standards, big expressive eyes, ever inviting kissable lips, a nice round ass (similar to her mother but mother’s was a shade better), finely crafted pair of legs. She was wearing a t-shirt and the poor piece of garment could not hide the twin peaks. They were something to behold, sucked, kneaded and whatever you want to do. Firm high on chest, perfectly shaped and they were big.
Vicky coined a term Mother Dairy for her. Those in Delhi are well aware of the Mother Dairy depots. He thought her kids would definitely be very very well fed from the large containers.
Tina – Very Fair (skin colour resemblance from her father), dark brown coloured hair, silky and reach till lower half of her back, tied in a pony and swaying from side to side. Very cheerful. Great ass globes, perhaps better than her mother. It was a beautiful heart shaped ass. Beautiful legs. Good sized boobs for her age.
He was surely in luck here. God was being so kind to him. In presence of their parents only the niceties were exchanged. Tina was the more boisterous and cheerful of the lot. She and Vicky hit-off right away. Khans had observed Vicky for a week or so and had deduced that he was a good and well mannered boy who was outgoing but good at both studies and sports. His father’s reputation had always done him a world of good.
Vicky’s sister had come to meet them on a fortnight’s leave from her Medical college in Chandigarh and liked her new home. She also gelled well with the Khans and they also liked her. Sadaf was now far more casual after her interactions with his sister and both the sisters were a frequent visitor in their house. After a fortnight his sister left.
Vicky was still continuing with the non-penetrative sex with Sheetal but sex with Sanju became only a one time opportunity. He had gone back to his old house a few times in the garb of meeting old cricket team mates but the real mission of meeting Sanju alone was never fulfilled. A couple of months later he learnt that she has got engaged. Strangely enough, he let out a breath of relief.
Like this about 6 months passed. Delhi has been famous for its winters and those months were approaching. There was something he liked about the winters, the availability of his favourite vegetables, fruits, cosying up in quilt etc and the general cool climes. The only thing he did not liked was the coating of clothing covering girls. His perfect weather would be winters with girls in Summer clothing or better beachwear if possible.
Vicky had a habit of going to terrace after his dinner. It also used to serve purpose of laying the folding beds and mattresses as they used to sleep on terrace during summer months. Those who have been through those times would remember this how people used to sleep on terraces. Great way to save electricity and to enjoy the mild cool breeze during night. However, the terrace bedding used to end with conclusion of Monsoons with rain and people playing hide-n-seek to sleep on the terrace. But his habit of a walk on terrace used to continue into winters, except the days his friends would come and 3-4 of his childhood friends would go for a long walk.
Sadaf also had developed this habit and over a period of time their timings had also been synchronized to the point of being there within 5-7 minutes of each other. Familiarity had brought them closer but not in lovebirds sense and they used to share a lot of things now. He now felt a lot closer to Sadaf than Tina. She shared with him that she was going around with a boy from the neighbouring colony called Munirka. Munirka, for Delhites is a colony of two halves, one DDA flats and other the old village part. The boy nicknamed “Dahiya” had quite a few houses and shops as his property. Those days the village part was still like a village with a few buffaloes / cows in their sheds in the large houses. Subsequently it gave way to the concrete jungle with ill-planned houses. The real estate boom had given the villagers ample reason to plan such houses. Due to perfect location of the houses and shops, Dahiya was earning good income from rents. Vicky had known the Village guys from Munirka as they had played a few matches against them a few times and matching the description with that given by Sadaf he was able to zero in on the person.
He thought she had bad tastes. He was not made for her – full stop. She was way above him. She told that a few months back, a few boys were teasing her and Dahiya had helped her. Since then he had followed her. After some time the crude manners which looked cool to her then were now disgusting for her. She thought about the cool guys of her School with cultured mannerisms. Due to his reputation of being a bad boy from Munirka village nobody took him on. Also, the new riches he had acquired ensured that he used to shower her with gifts. Over some more period of time, she had confided in him that her parents had seen her with him a couple of times and were not happy about it and had in a subtle manner had told her to withdraw, though it had fallen on deaf ears then.
Came January of 1990 and his birthday was approaching. Sheetal asked him for the birthday present and he said “You”.
To which the response was “You seen me naked so many times and what else…” she did not finish the sentence.
“I want you completely” he said.
Though they had been used to being naked in each other’s company for around two & half to three years, but the sentence – I want you completely – had made her blush and a smile escaped. He pressed her for the gift, she teasingly said “let the b’day come.”
Sheetal had grown into a very fine teenage beauty by now. The boobs used to continued mauling, sucking, kneading, in short attention had developed into a more than a handful and were on their way of growth path for further growth in years to come.
That year, his b’day was on Friday. He went to the temple with his parents, as was the custom over the years, it was celebrated at school with friends, as a small gift she kissed him at a secluded spot in the school and lifted her skirt for him to do a quickie oral in school but he was not satisfied and told her that he would await his gift. In the evening the Birthday was celebrated at home as well with relatives, friends, neighbours, all joining in the party. All day long, phone calls of relatives, friends had been pouring in with the usual early morning call of his favourite Tayaji. His sister was staying there only.
Sadaf could not join the fun. Something had happened which got her upset and she had to skip the party.
The next day, morning he received a call from Sheetal teasing him about the birthday gifts. He knew her too well and joined in the good natured banter. However, both wanted the gift. He was eager to take and in all honesty she was only too eager to oblige. Both wanted to conquer the final frontier. During their talks she casually mentioned that Niti and her parents would be out for a few hours starting afternoon till about evening. Though the manner of mentioning appeared casual but she wanted him to take it with utmost sincerity.
On Sunday, he reached her house with a packet of Sarkari Condoms (Nirodhs) with him. The encounter with Sanju had taught him how to by-pass the ruptured Sakari Condom. Even in peak Delhi winters, Sheetal was not wearing the sweaters etc and waited for him a mini and a sleeveless top. He knew how to press the right buttons. The last two years had taught him a lot about her. The soft wet kisses on the nape & just below earlobes coupled with gentle massage of boobs were the surest and quickest way of getting her into the mood. This time was no different. He started kissing her and gradually went behind her and planted soft kisses on the nape of the neck and just below earlobes. The sleeveless top was facilitating this act for good measure. The hands found their resting place on the well developed mounds of her ample bosom. This had got her going, the ass was wriggling against his granite-hard cock. She wanted to do it more than him. He wanted to enjoy the journey to the final destination than reaching the destination in one go. He let the mood continue for a few more minutes which resulted in her getting more restless and the ass grinding into his crotch became more rough by the minute and that Vicky was behind him, meant the lips could only kiss his hands as and when he let them roam on her angelic face. She arched herself with her arms raised and crossed behind his head. The generously endowed girl was pushing the mounds a lot forward making the pose look nothing short right out of a Kamasutra posture.
Seeing her state, he was a bit lenient on her and one hand went inside her mini skirt and was making rings on her inner thighs. This was more wonderful this time – although they had done this earlier also on many a occasion. She tightened the grip of her thighs around his hand. The body had tensed and arched even further. He pushed the hand in upward direction and touched the pussy – the girl was hell bent on saving time – he thought and smiled and decided to not to torture her further and take her out of her misery. With the other hand he pulled the elastic band of her skirt. Rest was done by her. The arms around his neck unlocked and were pointing straight upwards. He obliged and the off went the top.
As soon as the top was off she turned around and hurriedly unfastened his belt, pulled down his trousers and also underwear in one stroke. Her favorite dick was there in front of her and meanwhile he had also taken off the jacket and shirt.
Both were stark naked now, nothing new for them, but this time it was to be different. He picked her up and took to her parents bedroom and made her lie on the master bed. Done so many times before – but the anticipation was killing both the teenagers.
This time he did not opt much for the foreplay and seeing that the pussy was already wet with excitement, he decided to go in for the kill and placed the dick at the dream entry. She was on bed with her proud tits pointing to the ceiling. The legs were on either side of him stretching the pussy maximum for his convenience. First he thought of wearing the condom but then took the other option. Gradually he pushed the dick in. The now much lubricated walls of the pussy were stretched trying to accommodate the big tool. Centimetre by Centimetre it was going in. The limp 4.5inch tool stood at magnificent 8inches when fully erect. It was about 6” in when he decided to pull it out and gradually started the rhythm, as the tempo increased the tool was going in upto 7-7.5inches in and hitting the walls. She was also helping in maintaining the tempo by pushing her hips up and down to match the strokes. The inner walls felt mauled by the tool and it was very fulfilling. The abandon movement of the boobs made him remember Sanju’s boob movement in similar position a few months back. This lust on her face was different. It was the lust of a first timer. He felt that Sheetal was on verge of orgasm as he felt a lot of juices wetting his dick even more and the much more lubricated walls had made the entry and exit even more pleasurable.
The big tool had taken its toll on Sheetal who had felt enormous pain with first entry, she felt that it would tear her pussy and she will have to go to the doctor to stitch them back. But with her juices wetting the dick, it had become a bit more easy for her as well. The dick was hitting her walls hard but these hits she would take with pleasure. The increased momentum had made her increase the speed of her ass movements and the sideways movement of her head and that meant that the boobs were in full motion moving everywhere. The creamy white girl with contrasting hair was a sight to behold. The momentum had built upto a point where both the bodies were glistening in thin sheen of sweat even in the Delhi winters of January.
Vicky felt that he was about to cum and as he did with Sanju he had spread the semen on her body and polished her body with his hands. The boobs, ass globes, thighs all were mauled with generous polishing. The nubile body was glistening in the perfect mixture of his semen and her juices. Her body was shining like a glass. He admired her and spooned her body. He was laying on the bed on his side with she also in the similar position with her ass meeting his crotch. The touch of the smooth globes was more than enough to bring the limp cock back to life. They spoke nothing but he kept on kissing her neck and earlobes. She was also aroused and turned her head to see him. He placed his lips on hers and kissed her. His hand moved to the boobs and he massaged them the handful ones.
With one swift movement she came on top of him with either knee on his either side and said “ab meri baari” (its my turn now).
He replied “ok but yeh sirf mere paas hai” (pointing to his dick he said only he has the dick) and both giggled.
She had also started seeing the porn movies and liked the position of cowgirl ride. She felt that women looked more powerful in this manner. Her soft hands encircled his big shaft and guided her pussy on the dick. The moistened pussy walls plus the gravity effect ensured that it all went in one full stroke. This way she felt more filled than the missionary position. Gradually she increased her momentum with every downward motion meaning his erect shaft hitting her inner walls more powerfully. This was heaven for both – they thought. She came but he did not, the juices were leaking from the side of his shaft. With this she stopped. Though the dick was still well in her. She bent down to kiss her and then lifted herself back up. (Something very similar to Penelope Cruz in Vanilla Sky sex scene, he remembered that day seeing the movie many years later). The room was filled with aroma of two bodies intertwined like creepers in sexual ecstasy. The smell had a very sexual touch to it. She was cumming like a waterfall, this was her second with her on the top and he in the meanwhile was taking his own sweet time. This time, she stopped, the knees trembled, the body shook, eyes got closed, she held her hair behind her head, arching forward, Vicky supported her by holding her boobs. After a few seconds, she slowly opened her eyes and smiled and stopped. He said “Continue – abhi mera nahin hua hai” (I have not cummed as yet). With this she started again and he told her to stop when he will gesture. After about 4-5minutes of more symbiotic motion, he gestured her to alight, she did, but with one action came down and encircled the dick with her sweet lips and drank all semen like a nectar. She was much like Sanju when it came to gulping the cum. He thought all girls are similar when it came to cum.
With this round she collapsed on top of him. She had four wonderful orgasms bringing with them new sensations in her inner most areas. He pulled the blanket on top of them. She was on top of him crushing her ever growing boobs on his chest. He was roaming his hands on her bare back within the blanket with some sweet strokes over her ass cheeks. This way they spent about an hour or so, saying sweet nothing, nibbling at each other and in general enjoying each others naked company. Both knew, next time onwards, given the opportunity, it would no longer be non-penetrative sex.
She put her soft hand over his crotch and said “Happy Birthday Vicky.”
He replied “Thanks for the present Sheetal. It was the best one I ever got.”
As he came out, the world felt different. A lot had changed during that couple of hours or so period. He came back home and awaiting him were his friends. He went out with them for a game of cricket and to everyone it felt that it was all normal. Little did they know of the session.
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