[Heisenberg]

Part - 80

As she began to squirm violently, and thrash about on the sofa, I quickly slid my left hand under her ass and cupped her taut, muscular, compact buttocks. Holding her buttocks, I pulled her pelvis upwards to my mouth, allowing better access to my tongue, licking her young cunt. By now, her entire body was shivering uncontrollably, and I could feel her raise her but straight off the sofa, unable to reign in her inflamed body any longer.

Her head was thrown back, and her neck arched like a bow, as she thrashed about helplessly in my grasp, as the throes of her impending orgasm took over her young, lithe body. My probing tongue quickly located her clitoris once again, and began to flick it rapidly, even as my finger began to probe and push into her vagina gently, never going too deep to cause her pain, but going deep enough to make her squirm with pleasure.
So strong was she that I had to use a fair bit of my strength to hold her in place, as I relentlessly lashed her clitoris with my tongue, even as my fingers stroked her inflamed cunt in short, rapid thrusts. "Bhaiyyyaaaa..." I heard her cry out in such a loud voice that for a moment I was scared it may wake up Sarla bhabhi or Biju. Mercifully, she clamped her hand across her mouth, as the first wave of her orgasm hit her, and her pussy lips clamped tight around my fingers, her cuntal muscles throbbing uncontrollably.
To my disbelief, I found a warm trickle of her cunt juices coat my lips and tongue, even as she practically threw her hips off the sofa, her fingers tugging at my hair like she'd been possessed by some demonic spirit. I continued to run the flat of my tongue against her vaginal lips, ignoring the strands of hair that came into my mouth, even as I continued to rub her inflamed clitoris with my tongue.
Finally, I heard her cry out hoarsely "Bhaiyyyaa ... please ... enough..." her fingers tugging at my hair in an attempt to get me to pull my mouth away from her incredibly aroused, wet, teenage cunt. Satisfied at having given her an orgasm with just my tongue, I pulled my mouth away, and wiped her sticky secretions from my lips and cheeks with the back of my hand. She lay there limply on the sofa like a rag doll, her slender, outstretched thighs dangling from the couch, her chest heaving under the gown.
Placing a last kiss on her pussy, I slid upwards towards her torso, and pushing up her disheveled maxi, rested my head on the firm, hard mounds of her heaving, young breasts. "Ohh, bhaiyyaa..." I heard her whisper, her breathing ragged, even as I heard her heart hammering inside her rib cage. I lay there with my cheeks pressed to her bosom for what seemed like an eternity, before I felt her pulling at my chin, urging me to bring my face near hers. As I obliged, I was stunned to see her dusky, sexy face streaked with tears.
Seeing her large, black, eyes glistening with tears, I was about to ask her about it, when she spoke "Bhaiyyaa ... why did you ... why did you do that for me... ?" her voice husky, and laden with emotion. "Because I love you, Mini..." I replied simply, unable to think of anything else to say at that very moment. She looked into my eyes with those wide, dark eyes of hers, as if searching them for some hidden meaning; and I instantly regretted having used these so frequently abused three-words with her.
She kept gazing at me for a while, as if putting her thoughts in order to say something, Finally, and much to my relief, she just gave me the most genuine smile that one could ever give, and simply said "Thank you, bhaiyyaa ... thank you ... for making me feel so loved..." her words simple, yet profound. In response, I just smiled, and kissed her softly on her lips, feeling those incredibly firm, young breasts of hers press against my chest. I felt her hands cup my face, as she kissed me back with fervor, giving herself up completely to me.
As we kissed, I ran my hands along the sides of her supple, lithe body; the maxi pushed up all the way up to her armpits. Her body was sweaty from the exertion, and realizing that she might be uncomfortable, I sat back on my knees on the floor. Feeling the sweat in my armpits, I pulled my t-shirt over my head and fanned myself with it. "Bhaiyyaa ... you are sweating so much ... why don't you like down ... under the fan..." she said softly, pointing to the mattress.
As I smiled at her, and patted my pillow into shape, she asked "Bhaiyyaa ... can I ... can I also come and lie down next to you... ?" her voice hesitant. I had been, in any case, thinking of asking her to do exactly that, and so smiled at her and replied "I would like that very much, baby..." my smile conveying everything. Throwing a glance at the passage way once again, she quickly sat up on the sofa, and began to pull her disheveled maxi down. As I lay back, bare chested, I watched her reach down to pick up her discarded panties, and pull them back on, avoiding looking at me.
Watching her pull those thin, white, cotton panties up her slender, shapely legs, I said "Mini ... I'd love it if you could take off your maxi and bra ... and, umm ... lie with me like that..." looking at her face with a hint of a smile playing on my lips. "Ohh..." she exclaimed automatically, visibly embarrassed at my request, but pleased none the less. "We can cover ourselves with this sheet..." I added with a smile, sensing her reluctance, as I pointed to the sheet that Sarla bhabhi had so thoughtfully given me.
"OK, bhaiyyaa..." she replied in a barely audible whisper, pulling her eyes away from mine once again, as I saw her dark face flush with embarrassment again. Standing up, she awkwardly began to pull up that oversized maxi, and quickly pulled it over her head, Dropping the maxi on the couch; she glanced at the passage once again nervously, before shrugging the undone bra off her shoulders, and pulling it off her torso.
Thus, for the first time ever, framed in the dim neon light of the street lamps filtering through the windows, stood the 17-year old South Indian collegegirl Mini in front of me, naked save for the pair of simple, white, cotton panties. As I gazed at her nude figure, I felt my turgid cock hardening yet again, straining painfully inside the confines of my underwear. "Stand there for a minute, Mini..." I found myself telling her hoarsely, my voice thick with arousal.
As she stood there shyly, her hands hanging limply by her side, one leg involuntarily bent just a little bit at the knee, I took in the sight of her incredibly shapely, fit, young body. Her dark skin seemed to glow in the dim light, owing to droplets of perspiration over them, and I saw what a near perfect figure she had. She was slender, and not classically curvy, but yet her body was naturally shapely.
Slender, yet muscular shoulders tapered down to a flat, taut belly and waist, before widening into perfectly curved hips, and well proportioned, slim, muscular thighs. There was not an inch of flab anywhere on her body, and seeing the way her pert, tennis ball sized, developing breasts rested on her chest, those tiny, pebble sized nipples adorning the upper part of the hemispheres, I once again marveled at the sheer firmness of her breasts.
She was one of those girls whose tits would hardly shake or jiggle, when she ran or played hockey; even if they were not supported by a sports bra! "You have a lovely body, Mini..." I found myself saying to her, automatically running my tongue over my lips. "Bhaiyyaa, please..." she exclaimed with embarrassment, before getting down on her knees quickly, unable to bear my scrutiny any longer. As she knelt by the side of my legs, she asked "Can I help you take off ... umm ... your pants, bhaiyyaa... ?" her voice tentative. "Why... ?" I asked with a laugh "My legs are not as sexy as yours..." I teased, smiling broadly.
At that, she just blushed, and dropped her gaze. Realizing that she was still not comfortable enough with me to fool around, I patted her bare knee and said "Yes, please ... that would be nice..." giving her a warm smile. Flashing me a shy smile, she reached out to hook her fingers under the thick elastic waistband of my track pants, and began to pull it down my legs. I helped her by lifting my hips off the mattress, and watched as she slid the pants down my knees, and then proceeded to get it off my ankles too.
As she turned towards me, I saw her eyes automatically glance at the very visible bulge of my cock, protruding through my Jockeys. Pulling her eyes from my crotch quickly, she tentatively ran her hand along my somewhat hairy thighs, and said "You also have a nice physique, bhaiyyaa..." her voce a barely audible whisper. In response, I just reached out for her hand, and pulled her towards me.
With a soft sigh, she fell forward, lying by my side, with her torso partly resting on mine, those hard, young breasts mashed against my rib cage, and her leg thrown across my belly, bent at the knee, with her calf resting on the bulge of my cock inside my underwear. As she nuzzled her head under my chin, my hand automatically went to her back, and began to caress her smooth, sinewy, muscular body, feeling the drops of perspiration on her spine.
Snuggling up to me, she began to absent mindedly caress my chest, playing with the hair of my chest, as she said "Bhaiyyaa ... today was the first time ... for me ... that..." her voice breaking off, unable to finish what she'd started out to say. As she fell silent, I caressed her bare back gently, and asked "Did it feel good, Mini... ?" my voice gentle. Pressing herself to me with ardor, she held me tight, and whispered "Yes, bhaiyyaa ... it felt ... ohh, it felt so..." her shyness overcoming her once again.
After a pause, she added "And I'm so happy that ... that ... it was with you, bhaiyyaa..." once again speaking in a barely audible whisper. The question that invariably followed with most girls was the trickiest one to deal with; and I prayed she wouldn't ask "Was it the first time for you too... ?" Much to my relief, she didn't, for her attention had been drawn to the feel of my hard cock pressing against her calves.
Propping herself up on her elbow, she looked into my face, her eyes wide, and her expression intent, as she asked "Bhaiyyaa ... can I... ?" sliding her hand down to my crotch and resting her palm tentatively over the hard bulge of my cock, leaving the rest unsaid. As I nodded, my arousal mounting, she asked again "Bhaiyyaa ... will you teach me ... umm ... how to make love... ?" her tone so innocent and genuine that it touched the chords of my heart.
Only a teenaged girl could make you feel this way, and I felt my cock give an appreciating twitch under her hand. I was sorely tempted to grab hold of her hand and push it inside my underwear, but resisted the urge somehow. Instead, I just caressed her cheeks gently, and said "Baby ... there's nothing to teach ... you just do what comes naturally to you..." my voice soft.

[Heisenberg]

Part - 81

"You just do what you feel..." I added huskily, before adding "Do you know what I feel like doing now... ?" pulling up her chin so that I could look into her eyes. As she waited expectantly, her slender lips trembling with anticipation, I slid my hands under her armpits and pulled her up, so that her firm, developing, teenage breasts were inches away from lips.

"This..." I groaned huskily, as I cupped those incredible hard, young tits in my hand, and began to run my tongue across her tiny, pebble sized, budding nipples. "Bhaiyyaaa..." I heard her groan, as her fingers automatically grabbed hold of my hair, even as I opened my mouth and began to suckle on her tender, young breasts ardently.
As I pulled my mouth away from her tits, I saw how flushed her face was. Her fingers had automatically tightened around the shaft of my cock through my underwear, and I breathed "Yes, baby ... that feels nice..." thrusting my hips upwards to let her know that I was enjoying the feel of her hand on my cock. Nodding her head imperceptibly, she quickly lowered her face, and began to place soft kisses on my chest.
She shifted her thighs on my pelvis, grazing her knee against my hardnress through the briefs, even as she tentatively thrust her tongue out, and began to run it on my chest. Despite the hair on my chest, she kissed my nipples, and ran her tongue on it, sending a shiver of pleasure down my spine.
Sensing the way my body was responding to her touch, she slid further down on my torso, her lips never leaving my body, as she did her best to pleasure me in her amateurish way. Her thin lips soon reached my belly, and began to run in circles around my belly button, even as her hand slid down to caress my thighs.
Watching this young, teenage collegegirl trying to master the art of lovemaking, her forehead creased in concentration, I felt my lust surge through me. She glanced up at me from my pelvis, as if seeking my approval, and upon seeing me nod in appreciation, smiled shyly. Closing her eyes, she then proceeded to rest her face against the lump of my cock in the underwear, letting the hardness press against her cheek.
She rubbed her cheek against my underwear, nudging my cock with her chin, causing me to jerk my pelvis up. "Yes, baby..." I hissed, waiting for her to pull my briefs down, and free my tortured cock. As if reading my mind, she lifted her face from my crotch, and placing her had on the bulge, looked at me once again, as if seeking my permission.
When I nodded, she hooked her trembling fingers in the elastic waistband of my Jockeys and began to pull them down. I raised my butt off the mattress, to aid her in removing my underwear, and as she pulled it down, my cock sprang out like an angry cobra, slapping against my belly. A tiny gasp escaped her lips as my rock hard penis came into view, the swollen head glistening with my aroused secretions.
Her breath escaping in shallow gasps from her trembling lips, her firm tits heaving, she tentatively took hold of my quivering cock in her trembling hand, and held it, as if savoring the feel of it. "Miniii..." I groaned thickly, feeling her slender fingers wrap themselves around the thick shaft of my cock, the veins bulging out.
"Stroke it, Mini..." I found myself gasping, as she held my cock gingerly, unsure of what to do. Nodding her head slightly, she gazed at my swollen cock in awe, and began to jerk it awkwardly, causing my foreskin to get stretched painfully. "Oooohhh ... not so hard, baby..." I cried out, wincing, as she began to tug on my cock in an unpracticed manner.
"Oh, sorry ... sorry ... sorry..." she gasped, biting her lips, as she winced herself at the little pain that she'd caused me. "It's OK, baby ... just be a little gentle..." I said with a weak smile, watching the expression of guilt cloud her face. "I'm sorry, bhaiyyaa..." she whispered again, as she loosened her grip on my cock, and began to caress it rather too gently. Throwing my head back on my pillow, I relished the feel of her hands softly caressing my cock, teasing it more than stimulating it.
As I arched my neck to glance at her, I was pleased to see her eyes intent on the swollen mushroom shaped tip of my cock, which glistened in the dark like a light pole. I saw her wet her lips automatically with her tongue, as she pouted her lips in concentration, intent upon mastering the art of pleasing a man.
"Like this, bhaiyyaa... ?" I heard her ask, as she held my cock gingerly between her thumb and two of her fingers, stroking it ever so gently; holding it upright in her hand. "Yes, baby..." I said hoarsely, watching her trembling lips. Looking at me shyly, her face flushed with arousal, she asked "Bhaiyyaa ... shall I ... shall I do what ... umm ... what Sarla aunty was doing... ?" her voice so husky and shy that it sent another suge of arousal coursing through me.
"Yes, baby ... only if you are comfortable doing it..." I managed to gasp, my arousal mounting. "I will, bhaiyyaa ... I want to..." she mumbled, trying desperately to prove to me that she was up to the task. Swallowing nervously, she brought her trembling lips to the swollen tip of my cock, and placed a soft, tentative kiss on it. After brushing her lips against my cock head, she jerked her head back, and looked at my cock, as if studying the effect it had had.
My pre-cum had oozed out liberally from the slit of my cock, and she well its wetness smear her trembling lips, I saw, to my utter amazement, that she ran her tongue over her lips, as if tasting it tentatively! I saw her puse her lips, and let out an audible sigh. After all, the taste of a man's secretions was bound to be repulsive for a girl who'd never experienced it before.
I was half expecting her to sit up, and apologize to me for not being able to go ahead. But to my surprise, I saw her purse her lips, and once again bring her mouth to my cock, a determined expression on her face. As I watched with bated breath, she thrust out her slender tongue, and tentatively licked the tip of my cock, making me groan involuntariy. "Oh, yes..." I cried out thickly, arching my hip upwards, urging her to do it again.
Reassured, she repeated the process, this time allowing her tongue to linger on my slimy, swollen cock head, licking at it tentatively, as one would an unknown flavor of ice cream. I so desperately wanted to grab hold of her head, and thrust my cock into her virgin mouth, but resisted the temptation with great effort. I tightened the muscles of my buttocks, and stretched my legs out taut, trying my best to control my arousal.
"Miniiii..." I found myself groaning once again, as she, without warning, opened her slender mouth, and took the swollen tip of my cock inside. Screwing her eyes shut, I felt her gag involuntarily, as the unfamiliar, and somewhat unpleasant taste of my slimy, inflamed cock invaded her mouth. Her head jerked involuntarily, and she automatically pulled away, her mouth screwed in repulsion. Swallowing involuntarily, and taking a deep breath, she looked at me guiltily, her eyes plaintive and apologetic, at not being able to adjust to the taste of my cock.
Though I was aroused to the hilt, and almost beyond the realms of self control, I found myself sympathizing with her. "It's alright, baby ... it's alright ... you don't have to do it..." I said softly, sitting up partly on the mattress, and reaching out to touch her cheek. "Come here..." I said to her gently, tugging at her arm, asking her to come towards me. The expression was so plaintive, that it touched my heart.
She was almost on the verge of tears, and her large eyes were brimming with them, even as her lips quivered. Swallowing once again, she took a deep breath, and shook her head, as if determined not to give up. Before I could react, she once again lowered her mouth to my cock and took it inside her mouth, leaving me gasping with surprise. A tiny gurgling sound emanated from deep within her throat, as she screwed her eyes shut, and opened her thin lipped mouth wide, in a desperate attempt to take my cock inside.
"Ummmffffff..." she gasped, as she thrust her mouth down on my cock awkwardly, the tip of my cock hitting the base of her uninitiated, tender mouth. I saw her Adam's apple bob, and her body gave a little shudder, as she gagged involuntarily on my swollen cock. Without warning, she retched, and threw up, her slender frame wracking, as some hot bile spilled out of her mouth. Alarmed, I sat up, and yanked her head off my cock. "Baby, enough..." I hissed, grabbing her by her shoulders and pulling her to me.
My lust suddenly took a backseat, as the poor, virgin Mini, broke down, her body shuddering with her sobs. "Ohh, baby..." I cried out, my heart going out to this teenage girl. The tears were streaming down her cheeks, and soem phlegm was also drooling down her nostrils. Grabbing hold of my discarded t-shirt, I took her in my arms, and resting her weeping form against my chest, I wiped her face clean of the tears, phlegm, and bile.
Continuing to sob, I heard her mumble "I'm so sorry, bhaiyyaa ... I'm so sorry..." still unable to come to terms with the fact that she had failed so miserably in her attempts to please me. Feeling thoroughly disgusted with myself, I held her in my arms, gently caressing her trembling body, whispering sweet words of solace to her. "I'm sorry ... I'm sorry..." she kept repeating, amidst sobs, her body continuing to heave.
"Hush, baby ... hush..." I soothed her, pulling her face up by her chin. Looking into her tear streaked face, I smiled and said to her gently "It doesn't matter, baby ... bhaiyya still loves you..." my voice soft and soothing. "Nooo..." she cried, breaking into a fresh burst of sobs, and burying her face in her hands " ... you hate me ... you hate me..." she cried, shaking her head from side to side. Sighing with exasperation, I took a deep breath to calm myself. Pulling her hands away from her face, I kissed both her hands, and said "Mini ... look into my eyes..." my tone firm.
When she didn't respond, I jerked her hand hard, and repeated "Mini ... look at me..." my voice rising. With tears still streaming down her dark face, she looked up blearily, her face wrought with disgust at herself. "Look into my eyes, Mini ... do you think I can ever hate you... ?" I said earnestly, my voice soft.

[Heisenberg]

Part - 82

She blinked her eyes rapidly, and angrily wiped her tears away, before looking into my eyes. She gazed into my eyes for what seemed like an eternity, oblivious of her nakedness. "Ohh, bhaiyyaa..." she finally cried out, as much with anguish as with relief, and flung her arms around my neck. With a little cry, she wrapped her slender, yet strong arms around my neck, and smothered me with her embrace.

She clung on to me like a small child, pressing her young, firm body to mine, and holding on to me as if for dear life. "I love you, bhaiyyaa..." I heard her whisper hoarsely, her throat still heavy with her crying. "I love you too, baby..." I found myself saying, as I held her lithe, supple, naked body in my arms, rocking back and forth gently in an attempt to soothe her.
Gently, I lay back, pulling me down with her, so that she was practically lying on top of me, her naked body pressed to mine. My cock, despite the emotional turmoil, was still rock hard, and rubbed against her thighs, as she flung her legs across my pelvis.
I could well imagine how miserable a young girl like her would be feeling, at having failed in her attempt to act like a grown up. Realizing that the only way to make her feel better about herself would be to have her do something for me, I said softly "Baby ... see how hard I still am ... it's only because of you..." gently caressing her bare back.
Lifting her gaze to look at me, she replied "But, bhaiyyaa ... I could not..." unable to complete her sentence. "You will, baby ... you will ... this is not the last time..." I said to her with a gentle smile, caressing her cheeks, and running my fingers along her trembling lips. Seeing that she was still unconvinced, I said "Now, will you do something for me, baby..." smiling at her lovingly. "Yes ... yes ... tell me, please..." she blurted, eager to redeem herself in some way.
Moving my hips so that my hard cock rubbed against her slim, muscular thighs, I said "Will you stroke me, baby ... with your hand... ?" my voice ever so gently. "Oh, yes bhaiyyaa ... please ... I will do..." she mumbled guiltily, grateful that I had not abandoned her. As she tried to sit up to go towards my cock, I held her in place, and said "No, baby ... just lie here ... and do it with your hand ... I want to feel your lovely body in my hands..." smiling at her.
A tiny, tentative smile came to her trembling lips, as she quickly nodded her head, and snuggled up to me. Resting her head on my shoulder, my chin touching her skull, she reached down to once again take my cock in her hand. Without any delay, she looked down at my cock, and quickly took hold of it in her hand.
Taking it in her grasp, this time holding it with all her fingers, she began to stroke it rhythmically. I just lay back, and gazed at the incredibly sexy body of this young, teenage college girl, lying naked in my arms, her dark body glistening with sweat, and those incredibly hard, tennis ball sized breasts pressed against my rib cage, stroking my cock intently.
I had been holding on to my erection for a fair bit of time now, and new that I was going to ejaculate soon. There was something even more erotic about the unpracticed and somewhat awkward manner in which she stroked my cock, and I felt my balls tightening in anticipation. "Do it faster, Mini..." I found myself urging her, eliciting a soft murmur of assent from her. Tightening her grip around the shaft of my cock, she began to pump it faster, holding it upright in her hand.
"Yessss ... that feels so good..." I hissed, more for her benefit than mine, and clutched her slender back, urging her to stroke me faster. She still had her right leg dbangd over my thighs, and her knees were almost touching my swollen balls, as she jerked my cock intently, watching it in rapt attention. "Mini ... I'm going to come now..." I groaned, reaching down to cup her buttocks as I said that.
"Unhh..." she muttered, nodding her head, as she increased the tempo of stroking me. "Oh, yesss..." I groaned, as I felt my pent up arousal finally burst, sending a thick, ropey, spurt of my sizzling hot semen shooting out through the slit of my swollen cock head. Mini gave a tiny yelp of surprise, as she saw my ejaculation spurt out of my cock, and land on my belly.
Her fingers automatically tightened around the shaft of my cock, as she stopped jerking immediately, and just held my cock, watching in rapt attention, as subsequent bursts of my ejaculation shot out of my cock, and dribbled down the shaft, forming a little pool of semen at the base of my cock.
"Phhewww..." I breathed, falling back on my pillow, relieved to have finally come. The young Mini held on to my cock like something precious, as she took in the sight of a man ejaculating, perhaps for the first time in her life. When she finally looked up at me, I smiled at her weekly, and said "That was lovely, Mini ... it felt so nice ... thank you so much..." my chest heaving.
It had not been my one of strongest orgasms, but it definitely had been one of the most emotionally satisfying ones. "So much better than fucking those sluttish village girls..." I thought to myself wryly, even a I reached out to caress Mini's cheeks. There was a hint of a smile on her face, flushed with excitement as she was; and I was relieved to see that she was beginning to feel better about herself now.
As she continued to gaze at me lovingly, I said "You were great, Mini ... you were fantastic..." trying my best to make her feel good about herself. She blushed at that, and smiled shyly, still not letting go of the shaft of my cock which had begun to go limp now. "Now let me clean up..." I said to her with a little laugh, gently pushing her away from me, and sitting up in the mattress.
She watched me, tenderness writ all over her face, as took my discarded underwear, and wiped myself clean. Tucking the crumpled underwear under the mattress, I reached out to take the bottle of water that Sarla bhabhi had placed by the side of sofa. Offering her the bottle, I said "Drink some water, baby ... I know you are thirsty..." smiling at her warmly.
She took the bottle from me silently, and drank from it thirstily, before handing the bottle back to me. After I'd quenched my thirst too, I turned to her and said "Now we better get dressed..." chuckling good naturedly. Blushing at my remark, she sat up and put on her bra. Then she proceeded to slip the oversized gown over her head, even as I pulled the track pants over my legs.
As she sat there on the edge of the mattress, watching me like I was some hero, I reached out to her and kissed her softly on the lips. "Thank you, Mini..." I said to her softly, as I pulled my lips away from hers. "Thank you ... bhaiyyaa..." she replied simply, the simple, straightforward look back on her face. With the much anticipated encounter behind us, we lay back in our respective places; Mini on the couch and me on the mattress below.
Turning to her side, she dangled her hand down, and reached out to take my hand in hers. Holding my hand in hers, she wished me good night, and closed her eyes; a somewhat content look on her face. I watched her lie there, her eyes closed, and her breathing regular, as the tired girl drifted off to sleep content in the knowledge that she'd spent a special night with me. With a sigh, I too closed my eyes and lay back on the mattress, content with myself. Soon, with the sound of Mini's regular breathing in the background, I too drifted off to sleep.
I woke up the next morning, feeling the warmth of a soft body against mine. I sat up with a start, fearful for a moment that Mini might have come and lied down next to me sometime during the night. As I jerked my head to glance at who it was, relieved coursed through me. For it was not Mini, but the luscious Sarla bhabhi who lay curled up against me, her arms dbangd around me from behind.
My movements woke her up too, and as her sleepy eyes flitted open, she gave me lazy, sleepy smile. "Good morning, beta..." she wished me cheerfully, her fresh from sleep face creasing in a broad smile. "Uh, good morning, aunty..." I mumbled, alarmed at how she could have come and lain with me so openly, especially when Mini and her cousin were in the house. Catching the nervous look on my face, she chuckled and said "Don't worry, beta ... there is no one in the house..." rubbing her sleepy eyes, as she smiled at me.
"But, Mini... ?" I mumbled, my head still foggy from sleep. "Oh, she had to go to college, beta ... so they left early in the morning ... you were sleeping so peacefully that I didn't feel like waking you up ... so I dropped them home in the car..." she said cheerfully, ruffling my hair fondly. That's when I took a good look at Sarla bhabhi, and realized that she was clad in a petticoat and sleeveless blouse only.
I figured that she'd have changed into a saree to drop Mini and her cousin home, and upon getting back, would have discarded her saree, before getting into bed with me. Suddenly, I was conscious of the fact that I was still bare-chested, and began to search for my t-shirt.
"What's the hurry, beta ... you don't have a college to go to anymore ... do you... ?" she asked me teasingly, her merry eyes twinkling with laughter. "Yeah, you're right, aunty..." I replied with a laugh, realizing that my 36-year old married neighbour was inviting me spend some more time in bed with her. Reaching up to place her delicate, manicured fingers on my thigh, she said seductively "I wanted you so badly yesterday night, beta ... I even tried to wake you up..." her lips pouting sexily.
That's when memories of last night came flooding back to me, and I felt my cock harden instantly, as I thought about the luscious Sarla bhabhi jerking off the strapping, young Biju, and even giving him a blowjob. I was about to blurt about that I'd seen what she'd been up to, but held myself in check somehow. I figured it was better to a few aces up my sleeve with her. "Oh, aunty..." I groaned, portraying arousal "I was so turned on yesterday night ... and that Mini ... she just did not go inside ... so there was nothing I could do..." pouting my lips in pretentious disappointment.
As she smiled knowingly, I continued "Finally ... I had to go to the bathroom, and..." leaving the rest unsaid, and smiling shyly, letting her know with my eyes that I eventually had to masturbate. "Oh, so sad..." she purred sexily, her fingers creeping to my crotch, and caressing my rapidly hardening penis through the thick fabric of my track pants.

[Heisenberg]

Part - 83

"Well, we have all the time in the world now..." she said, that patented teasing smile playing on her lush pink lips. "Yes..." I gasped, feeling my cock respond to the ministrations of her fingers inside my pants. Responding with alacrity, she sat up on the mattress and gently pushed me down on my back. As she swung one leg across me and straddled my pelvis, I said "Aunty ... you looked so absolutely lovely yesterday night..." looking her in the eye with a smile.

"Oh, come on ... don't try to flatter me..." she chided me, playfully pulling my cheek as she sat on to of me. "No, really..." I exclaimed " ... you looked so ... so sexy ... all the guys were looking only at you..." continuing to smile as she soaked in my adulation. "Oh, so sweet..." she purred, leaning forward slightly, and presenting me with a clear view of her luscious cleavage of her sleeveless blouse. "I just couldn't keep my eyes off you..." I said, continuing to flatter her, before adding " ... and neither could poor Biju..." unable to keep myself from taking a dig at her.
She blushed upon hearing Biju's name, and the color rushed to her cheeks. "Ohh, don't tease him ... he's such a sweet boy..." she protested, trying hard to keep her embarrassment in check. "I'm not denying that..." I replied with a chuckle, before adding " ... all I'm saying is that he had his jaw hanging all the time he was with you ... I'm surprised I didn't see him drooling..." laughing heartily as I said that.
"You naughty boy..." she chided me good naturedly, before leaning forward, and resting the palms of her hands on either side of head " ... I saw how you were looking at Amisha's friend..." retorting my teasing me in turn. I froze for a moment, wondering how she'd sensed the chemistry between me and Mini. "Who are you talking about... ?" I asked, pretending ignorance. "Oh, don't try to fool your aunty ... I'm talking about that pretty girl, Krutika..." she responded, smiling merrily once again, her teasing eyes shining.
"Ohh..." I mumbled, relieved that it was not Mini that she'd been referring to. Allowing a shy smile to come on my lips, I said "Umm, yes ... she looked very pretty..." my voice sounding self conscious. As she smiled knowingly, her black & gold mangalsutra dangling enticingly between the deep cut neck of her blouse, I added "But not as gorgeous as you, aunty..." smiling lasciviously at her. "Oh, you maskhebaaz..." she chided me, pleased nonetheless at my remark.
My cock had hardened fully by now, and was nuzzling against the softness of her butt from behind. "I need you, aunty..." I croaked, my voice thick with lust. "I'm here, beta ... and I'm all yours..." she cooed seductively, gyrating her buttocks on my pelvis, causing my rigid cock inside my pants to rub against her soft, rounded buttocks.
My eyes were on the enticing cleavage between her luscious milky white breasts, enhanced by the deep neck of her sleeveless blouse. Seeing me gaze at her breasts hungrily, she said "You want to see my breasts, beta... ?" her voice thick, yet teasing.
"Oh, yesss..." I groaned, turned on immensely by the fact that she was actually expressing this with words. The teasing smile continuing to play on her lips, she sat back, and began to slowly open the hooks of her sleeveless blouse, revealing the black, lacy bra inside. Once again, I marveled at how lovely her milky white skin was, and those soft, luscious 36-C breasts, looked inside that lacy, black bra.
Pulling the blouse down her arms, she dropped it by her side, and cupping her luscious breasts through the bra, said to me seductively "You remember this one, don't you, beta... ?" referring to the bra that she wore. That's when I realized that this was one of the bras that we'd bought, when I'd taken her shopping to the store where Sapna worked. "Yes..." I gasped, nodding enthusiastically, even as she reached behind her back to unclasp the hook of her bra.
As the hook came undone, the cups of her bra fell forward, her soft, luscious breasts settling on her chest with their weight. Shrugging her shoulders, she let her bra slide down her shoulders, baring those milky white, juicy breasts to me. I'd had my share of tits over the last month or so, and yet, Sarla bhabhi's moderately sized 36-C breasts left me dry mouthed, those pinkish-brown nipples, capped by light brown aereolas, making me salivate.
"Oh, aunty ... I missed them..." I groaned, running my tongue across my lips, my eyes locked on the sheer eroticism of her bared breasts. "They missed you too, beta..." she sighed, shaking her shoulders gently to make her ripe, lush breasts jiggle enticingly. With a groan, I reached for her breasts with both my hands, and squeezed them lovingly, relishing the feel of her soft, fleshy breasts in my hand.
"Yes, beta..." she hissed encouragingly, leaning forward to dangle her breasts in front of me. As I cupped and squeezed her soft tit-flesh, my fingers automatically took hold of her pinkish brown erect nipples, and squeezed them, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure from her. She responded by leaning forward further, and dangling her breasts inches away from my lips, even as she pushed her butt back, and pressed them to my throbbing cock inside my track pants.
"Ummmm..." I moaned, opening my mouth to flick her erect light brown nipples with my tongue, eliciting soft gurgles of pleasure from her throat. She was swaying her torso from side to side, teasingly grazing her breasts against my lips, those erect nipples brushing against my face. "Suck on them, beta..." I heard her say to me in a thick whisper, even as she ground her butt on my cock, trying to get a feel of my manhood under her son's track pants. With a groan, I opened my mouth and took her proffered tit flesh into my mouth, sucking as much of it as I could into my mouth, and lashing my tongue against her inflamed nipples.
"Yessss..." I heard her hiss, throwing back her head in pleasure, as I sucked on her luscious, dangling breasts hungrily. As I pulled away my mouth from her breasts to take a deep breath, she quickly bent forward, and began to run her tongue in my ear, making me squirm. She continued to run her tongue on my ear, before sliding it down to my neck, and then down to my chest. She held my arms pinned to my sides, as she knelt on top of me, and flicked her wet, pink tongue across my nipples, before sliding her tongue downward towards my belly.
She seemed to a woman in a hurry, and the initiative she was taking was turning me on immensely. As her tongue flicked in the cavity of my belly button, causing me to squirm violently, I felt her fingers slide uner the thick waist band of my track pants, and slide them down quickly. As I involuntarily raised my butt to allow her to slide my slacks down, my erect cock sprang out and slapped against my belly. "Ooohh, beta ... you're so hard..." she crooned, her voice dripping with honey.

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Part - 84

"Ummm..." she moaned, as she lovingly took hold of my rock hard cock in her soft hands, and ran it all over her face, teasing it with her cheeks, nose, and lips. "Auntieee..." I groaned, squirming with pleasure as she teased my straining cock with the smooth skin of her face. Continuing to hold my cock upright by its shaft, she kept rubbing it against her cheeks and lips, as she gazed at me lustily and asked "Yes, beta ... tell me... ?" her tone seductive.

"Auntieee ... I want you to..." I gasped, unable to continue, as I was overcome by the sensations of her teasing my rock hard cock with her soft skin. "You want me to... ?" she breathed huskily, a tantalizing smile playing on her lush pink lips, as she gazed at my tortured face. "You want aunty to suck it, beta... ?" she finally breathed, her voice thick with arousal. "Yessss ... oh, yessss..." I groaned, immensely turned on by the fact that she was making me say it.
With a little smile on her lips, she parted her lips, and began to lick on the swollen tip of my cock with her tongue. "Ohhhhh..." I gasped, as I felt the wetness of her tongue cool the seething hotness of my throbbing cock. Taking a firm grip of the shaft in her milky white hands, she proceeded to lick the swollen head of my cock lovingly; uttering soft throat moans all the time. As I squirmed around violently, she proceeded to open her mouth, and slowly took in the swollen tip into her mouth.
"Ohh, auntieee..." I groaned again, reaching down to grab hold of her shoulders. "Ummmm..." she moaned in response, as she began to lovingly roll the tip of my cock inside her mouth, lashing the tongue against it, as if enjoying a delicious mouth watering candy. I had to hand it to her, for there was no one who could suck cock better than her. Given the fact that I had my early morning hard-on, I knew that I couldn't hold on for too long, as I tended to come quite quickly in the mornings.
"Aunty..." I hissed through, clenched teeth, tugging at her shoulders. Letting my cock slip out of her mouth, she looked at me and asked "Yes, beta... ?" her face flushed with excitement. "Aunty, I want to..." I gasped, unable to get myself to say what I wanted to. "Yes, beta ... you want to ... what... ?" she asked, the smile beginning to play on her lips again as she teased me out of habit. As I threw my head from side to side, she smiled seductively, and asked "Tell me, beta ... you want to fuck me... ?" her eyes burning with desire, even though her lips continued to smile tantalizingly.
Hearing these words emitted by the sexy, immensely desirable, 36-year old housewife, I felt my cock give a violent jerk. Arching my neck, I said to her hoarsely "Oh yes, aunty ... I want to fuck you..." my voice sounding more like a croak. "Say that again beta ... I want to hear you say that..." she hissed, her face flushed with arousal, and her eyes blazing. "I want you to fuck me, auntie..." I groaned, reaching out to squeeze one of her dangling, ripe, milky white breasts with my hand.
"Ohhh, betaaaa..." she cried out, turned on by hearing me say these words, as she quickly straddled my pelvis, and began to pull up her petticoat. Owing to the petticoat, I couldn't see her pussy, but I gave an involuntary shudder when she reached under the folds of her petticoat and guided my erect phallus to the opening of her waiting cunt. As the tip of my penis grazed against the trimmed hair of her 36-year old pussy, I let out a soft moan of pleasure in anticipation.
Supporting herself, with her knees on either side of pelvis, she moved her hips back and forth, rubbing the wetness of her vagina against the rock hard shaft of my penis. "Can you feel how wet aunty is, beta... ?" she whispered in a thick voice, her inflamed eyes gazing into mine. "Yess..." I hissed, my cock relishing the sensations. "Do you want me to take you inside me now, beta... ?" she hissed again, continuing to tantalize me with her aroused talking. "Yes, aunty ... yes..." I gasped, unable to bear the sensations any more.
With a groan, she reached between her thighs under the petticoat, and guided my quivering penis to the moist opening of her juicy cunt. "Uuunnhhh..." she let out an aroused moan, as I felt the shaft of my cock, slithering into the juicy wetness of her mature cunt. She was aroused to the hilt, and the ease with which my cock slid into her pussy was a testimony to that.
"I have been waiting since yesterday night, betaaa..." she groaned, her voice thick with arousal, as she settled her weight on me, and let my cock plunge into the juicy, ripe depth of her cunt. "Like this, beta... ?" She asked me through her parted lips, as she began to grind her hips on mine, sending my cock slithering in and out of her juicy, wet pussy. "Ohh, yesss..." I groaned, the sensations of her steaming, hot cunt sending currents of pleasure down my spine.
Her soft, full, ripe, milky white 36-C breasts were wobbling enticingly on top of me, as she moved her hips back and forth, completely overcome by her desire for my thick cock. As I ran my tongue involuntarily over my parched lips, she whispered "Suck on my breasts, beta ... suck on them..." her voice thick with arousal. With a groan, I arched my neck upwards, and clamped my mouth on her dangling breasts, cupping them with my hands at the same time, and mauling them like a man possessed.
"Yesss..." she groaned, her excitement mounting, as she quickly planted the soles of her feet on the mattress, and squatted over me. Leaning forward to place her hands on either side of my chest, she began to raise and lower her butt, sending my cock thrusting into the aroused depths of her cunt with each downward thrust. The sight of the incredibly hot Sarla bhabhi, her creamy white complexion gleaming, her hair disheveled and falling over her face, and her lush, ripe, milky white breasts capped with those erotic pinkish nipples jiggling enticingly, nearly drove me mad.
I began to reciprocate by thrusting my hips upwards, timing myself to her downward thrusts, the sounds of her butt slapping against my pelvis, sounding strangely erotic. Her milky white, pretty face was flushed red with blood, and her lips were parted, her breath escaping them in shallow gasps, as she fucked me with gusto. I marveled at how aroused she was, and realized that she probably had been bottling up her desires for quite some time now.
As she continued to pump her cunt on my cock relentlessly, gasping for breath, I could sense that she was beginning to tire. She was moaning incessantly, and I saw her flushed face contorting as the first waves of her orgasm began to course through her body. Beginning to feel her cunt muscles twitch and clamp on my cock, I realized that I would explode any moment too. Reaching out for her, I squeezed her soft, fleshy arms, and said "Auntiee ... lie down ... let me..." conveying to her that I wanted to get on top now.
Relieved at the offer, she nodded, and fell forward on me. With her collapsing on me, I wrapped my arms around her waist, and rolled over, not letting my cock slip out of her cunt, as I came on top of her. As she fell on to her back, I positioned myself between her outstretched thighs, and roughly pushed her petticoat up, to gaze at my cock buried inside her moist, inflamed pussy.
"Fuck me, beta ... fuck me..." I heard her cry out, as she looked into my eyes, her own eyes burning with desire. On a sudden impulse, I reached out for one of her uplifted thighs, and swung it to one side, making her lie down with her back on the mattress, but with both her legs twisted to one side, her thighs pressed together. In this position, I could fuck her enjoying the best of both worlds, the comfort of the missionary position, and the eroticism of the doggy style.
"Ohh, yesss..." she groaned encouragingly, thrilled to see me take the initiative. Holding her soft, luscious, milky white butt in my hand, I began to fuck her from behind, even as she lay with her torso twisted towards me; her soft breasts jiggling with each thrust. Suddenly, she arched her neck and her hands spread out wide, clutching the bed sheet, as she let out a little scream of pleasure. I felt her dripping wet cunt, clamp down on my cock, and squeeze them pulsatingly.
Her cuntal muscles spasmed, and almost milked my cock, as I felt my balls also tightening, and my fresh, early morning semen begin its short journey from my scrotal sacs to her vaginal receptacle. Her red glass bangles jingled, as she thrashed about violently, even as I held her by her waist firmly, and kept ramming my cock into her cunt from behind. As her orgasm ravaged her body, her torso twisted at an impossible angle, and her lush pink lips opened to emit prolonged cry of sheer ecstasy.
With a loud groan, I too shot my load deep inside her cunt, continuing to thrust savagely, even as my cock spewed forth its load of boiling, hot semen. As her cries fizzled down to a moan, I too collapsed on her, having ejaculated the last burst of my prodigious semen. We lay there gasping for breath, my cock still trapped between her thighs, inside her cunt, trying to get our heartbeat under control. After a while, I rolled off her, and held her from behind in my arms, my spent cock still nuzzled against the crack of her luscious ass. As we lay there, I felt my hot jism oozing out of her cunt, and dripping down the insides of her thighs, on to the bed sheet.
Spent, both Sarla bhabhi and I lay there on the mattress for some time, before I felt the urge to take a piss. By the time I came out of the toilet, she'd gotten up, and was making tea for me in the kitchen. Her pent up sexual hunger having been satiated, she was back to her cheerful, flirtatious self, and tried her best to convince me to spend the rest of the day with her. But, if there was anything I'd learned over the years, it was that familiarity invariably led to contempt. Declining her invitation politely, I took leave of her and returned to my house.

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THE END

Story Completed

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