Misc. Erotica College of Scandals --- N D

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College of Scandals

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All characters appearing

 

In this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to

 

Real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and unintentional.

 
Introduction

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This is the story of a group of young women pulled out from the comforts of their small towns and put into the crazy city life. It depicts their few years of college life spun around their desires and fantasies. Their happy go lucky way of life underrated by torrents of doubts and tribulations.

Hoping those who read it would enjoy it and suggest ways to better.

 

Index

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(A)  Their Journey to College
(1) Private Pleasures
(2) In Between his thighs
(3) Till his heart broke
 

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Their Journey to College
 
(a) Private Pleasures


The sweet rains was upon her roof,the dark skies lit up with bolts of lightning, winds roared between the trees as the rains smashed heavily against her bedroom windows, the rolling thunder that followed engulfed the whole block sending shock waves around. Lopa reached for her mobile, the screen glowed and time was only 3:40 am, another three more hours before the maid would knock her door. The train was at 10:20 pm and that meant she would have to leave home by 9:00 at least. She would have to check her bags one last time, pack for a new life, a new college, new city.Everything was going to change about her, a girl from small time village who had finally made it out of the confines, got a good education, got a good understanding of city life and when she got the chance for post graduation in a metro, she just jumped in on the opportunity. Yet there was a part of her that did not want to leave the town, a part of her that had got comfortable with her small town. It was going to be difficult to trust new people, there were going to be students from around the country and it would be difficult to know whom to trust and whom to avoid. She was going to miss the few who had dared toaccept her the way she was, accept her with all her goods and bads. Lopa had her list of secrets, few good, few bad and few dirty and the few who knew it had kept it that way. It was going to be difficult finding such people.

The lightning struck again, the whole sky lit up in a brilliant flash, far to the edge of where Lopa could see. The thunder followed, louder than before, pulling her out of her sweet reverie. Lopa pulled the warm blanket over her, her little frame sliding under the warm comfort. She fixed her gaze out of the window; the curtain had dislodged enough to provide a good view every time the lightning struck. She was not going to get any more sleep, an hour and a half more and she would be out of the bed getting ready for the day. As she fixed her gaze to the familiar mountains at the horizon, her thoughts drifted to the last three years of graduation, to the day she had decided to finally open her legs and give up her virginity rather than protect it for some stupid guy her parents would insist for her. Her thoughts dwelled upon the first time she had unzipped a pant and slipped her hands into the opening to grab manhood. She remembered how she had felt that day, her small hands comfortably holding a manhood which was fast expanding under her grip. Lopa cringed thinking about that. Shedrifted to the first time her boy friend had caressed her breasts, lifted her t-shirt and cupped her breasts through her bra. She still remembered how he had squeezed her firm breasts and how his hands slid down her skirt. The relation with her first boyfriend never went more than that, they had never seen each other naked, never slept and all they had done was a little bit of touching and fondling. That was it. Lopa pulled up a pillow and stuffed it behind her head,raising her head which gave her a better view through the window. She lay for a few minutes looking out, the ghostly trees swaying to the winds, the lightning played along and the thunder completing nature’s orchestra.

How were things going to unfold in the new city? It was a metro so she was sure there was going to nightlife; the trouble was getting into the right crowd and getting along with the right kind of people. It was easy for her in her city,it was small town and she knew whom to trust and believe. Lopa had no acquaintance in the new metro, big and huge; all she knew was stories about how women had gone from good girls to bad girls and how they had destroyed. Rumours about how a few of them had ended up being heroines of MMS scandals. That was the side she heard quite often. Lopa rested again, reached for her mobile phone again, it was about 4:30, it was almost an hour since she woke up. Lopa let exhaled deeply, it had been a tough last few days and it was all going to end today, all her anxiety, all her excitement everything.

She fixed her gaze on a swaying tree, focused at it as she cringed under the blanket. Her wandering mind dwelling upon the fears of the months ahead, Lopa knew it was not going to be easy.

“It never is.” She told herself.

It was very difficult to build a relation, let a few people onto her bed, share moments of mutual pleasure, it was very difficult to let men onto her secrets. Her first boy friend had spread the word that she was a ‘trash’, until one day when she confronted him and almost slapped him in front of the entire class. It had already done bad to her life, those miss calls and sleazy text messages, she had to change the number occasionally to get herself away from the crap. It was true men never grew up.Lopa had decided to move on, change the things around her after suppressing her desires for a few months, she finally decided to find a more mature and suitable outlet. The blessing came in the guise of her cousin’s husband. They had been married for a few years and with time she was putting on weight like a pig, she was pretty and now she was just a lump of mass, bulky. It was no wonder the husband was looking out for options, sad tale of an Indian family.

“Border line incest”, she had told herself after the first few times they had, had sex, it was the first of many things, her first hand job, her first blowjob, her first sex, a lot of other firsts. Yet something in behind her back told her that it was risky, inviting a lot of trouble. When she said it to her new paramour, he too expressed the same thing.

“Risky as it can be, worse it was in the family.” He had told her.

It was mutual when they decided to move apart, let bygones be bygones, the few times had been brilliant and there was a lot of love and lust. She would never forget it, it had been a lovely few times, her first.

Lopa closed her eyes; her fingers slipped down and unfastened the strings of her pajama. Her thoughts drifted on to the few precious times she had slept with her cousins husband. How he had held her gently and how he had probed her vagina like he cared for it. Lopa’s fingers caressed the soft mound of her pubic hair, caressing it gently as she drifted from one memory to another. Her breathing became hard and she exhaled loud and deep. Her fingernails gently dug into the soft flesh between her legs, the pleasure was immediate.

“I am horny.” She told herself.

Nestled in under the warm blanket she slipped from one thought to another, anxiety, apprehension and curiosity, but above all the thoughts of her raunchy past made her hornier than before. The feeling of pleasure began to creep through her warm body as she heaved a sigh of relief. Her breath was longer, deeper and louder.

She closed her eyes trying to relive the events of her sexual past.

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It was him, ever since the morning she had seen him gaze in bewilderment her figure as she walked in wearing a tight sports tracks. Sweaty under the armpits, her hair had been nicely tied down with a hair band, it framed her round face nicely and neatly. She was breathing heavily after an hour of jogging in the park, a routine she never left. Her sweaty tanned skin complementing the round eyes and lips, his eyes were drinking with lust and desire. She had seen him place the morning newspaper down on his lap to cover what she figured out (later he confirmed) an erection. It was a long walk to her room…

Lopa became aware of her rising heartbeat, while her mind relived those moments, her breasts rising and falling as her whole skin and body heated up, consciously or unconsciously the finger between her legs pressed itself down firmly. She opened her eyes and gazed upon the dark skies through the window, the flashes of lightning were more frequent, it was raining heavily. Lopa closed her eyes again, as the fingers dug deeper into her wet vagina, her head swung back and mouth agape with pleasure.

She was back in the apartment, a sudden silence had engulfed the whole place, somewhere between the first front door and her room in the first floor it was a deadly silence, all she could think of was the fixed gaze of her cousin’s husband. He didn’t say a word and all he did was look at her with a want and desire. Lopa carefully walked up the stairs, making sure she gave a good view of her figure and round bum.

The lightning struck again, thunder violated the silence of the night;Lopa withdrew herself from her thoughts. She let out a soft moan, her hands rubbing gently against the trimmed patch of pubic hair and sliding all the way down to her bum hole. It was getting hotter and hotter under the blanket as she unbuttoned her shirt. Her fingers reaching for her nipples, hard and pointed it pressed against the blanket. Her breasts were not particularly large, yet it was shapely and firm. Lopa licked her finger and then touched her hard nipple.A sudden chill ran up her body as she moaned softly. A fresh wave of rain lashed against her window.

She had seduced her cousin’s husband. She had no idea how to do it, the movies were all wrong; it was a fine balance, if she had read the signals wrong shit would hit the proverbial fan. She was just a visitor for a weekend and she knew she could not take much chances. There was going to be a next time, but when she never knew.Without wasting much time she had decided to walk down the stairs again, this time she had lifted her t-shirt just enough to show her navel and had pulled down her tight track pants just enough to show the flesh under her flat stomach. It was the best hint she could ever give. She walked down the stairs,deciding not to look at him. With each step she was more and surer his gaze was fixed on her navel and lower belly. It was not until the last step she pulled down her t-shirt covering the open skin. She reached for a bottle of cold water in the fridge and rushed back to the room, smiling at him. The morning newspaper that he had so cleverly pulled up to hide his excitement slipped down, revealing a perfectly formed tent on his shorts, Lopa fixed her gaze on his tent, their eyes locked for a moment speaking a thousand words sharing a secret desire for each other, he bent forward and picked the paper to cover the tent. She giggled as she rushed inside, her poor cousin busy in the kitchen making breakfast, oblivious to her ruse.

Lopa was beyond horny, a sudden desire of animal lust crawled up all the way engulfing her in its grip of lust and desire. She cupped her breasts and let the nipple between her fingers as her left hand dug between her legs reaching for the wetness between her legs. She slipped a finger right into the raw flesh parting the lips of her vagina, as she traced her finger between the wetness. Lopa was breathing harder and harder, despite the raging thunder and lightning the only sounds she could hear in the chaos of the night was her soft moans and wet sliding noises from underneath the blanket. Her labia opened up and closed.

It was not easy from there, it had never been.

She had told him she needed him, not in words but in actions and Lopa had seen his reactions. Would he make his move or would she have to do it herself. She did not have to wait long, she had got out of the bathroom and she had reached for her mobile to check the time when she saw the unread message.

“Thanks for the lovely morning; I had a good exercise…J” it read… she did not have his number but Lopa had guessed who the message was from. She replied back with all the caution “Who is it?”… The reply came immediately, “your only audience as you walked down the stairs”… Not that she needed any confirmation; she already knew who it was. Lopa changed herself into a more formal set of clothes, preparing for the day ahead of her.

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Lopa moaned as she traced her fingers softly through the flat stomach,circling around the navel, the seemingly harmless caress itself causing bolts of pleasure to rise from her soft mould of flesh.

Many a texts were sent and received before she even got out of the room for breakfast, both of them expressing their desire for each other. He was tall and handsome, a well chiseled face and strong jaw line, a nose that added to the character and thick dark mantel. The years of marriage had taken toll on his body and he hid a small stomach, a few weeks of exercise would make it flat, Lopa knew it. The buttons of his shirt had been open, revealing a hairy chest, just like the way she had desired. The conversations through texts, was happening, things were being planned. Her cousin would be going out for shopping at the vegetable vendor downstairs, they had ten minutes. Lopa said she would be waiting for him in the room. The wait was the longest and just as her cousin left the house he rushed to her room, grabbed her gently and kissed her. Their lips locked in a grip of lust, raw and animistic. They knew they did not want anything more, they were not looking for an emotional support, they were not looking for love, they wanted to climax in pleasure,reach an orgasm. He pressed her against the wall gripping the back of her neck as he lifted her t-shirt, sucked on her breasts and licked the nipple. Lopa reached for his manhood, it stood out like a pole, cushioned under a thick lock of hair. He was already wet from anticipation and thick pre cum dripping out.

She kneeled down and took the head of his penis in her mouth, as he supported himself on to the wall. Lopa had never done it before so all she did was keep on sucking at his penis. He soon realized her ignorance and grabbed her head to remove his manhood from her mouth. He then kissed her and showed her grabbed his penis and started jerking it off. She had already excited him and he did not take long to climax, jets of thick white liquid shot off from his penis on to the floor as he kept on at it. Lopa then reached for the trailing thread of sperm and entwined it around her finger. She then gently rubbed out every drop of sperm from his penis and then licked her finger dry. He looked at her as she did it.

It was their first time, the first of the many memorable times.

Lopa moaned louder. As her fingers worked magic between her legs. The greedy fingers danced up and down as she arched her back. The stack of pillow supporting her weight as her gaze fixed on the wall above her head. It was driving her more and more into the spiraling whirlpool of pleasure. Her fingers mercilessly attacked the tiny nub of her clitoris, the euphoric pleasure cruising through every vein in her body; all her muscles tensed up, her lower stomach ached as heaved up her hips. A burst of lightning filled up the darkroom, Lopa could sense the erupting climax, as she closed her eyes again. Her muscles tensed again a familiar limp followed as the calming serene wave washed over her. Lopa lay there, breathing hard, breasts rising and falling quickly,it had been quick, and the climax had been quick. Lopa closed her eyes harder, the image of her cousin’s husband still fresh, the sudden realization dawned on her;she wanted more, she wanted more badly.

“Is it border line Incest?” she had enquired.

“Yes. Not borderline, but clear. But that is what makes it more exciting.” He said.

He was in her room at night, while her cousin slept in the adjacent room. He had apparently told her that he would be going out to meet a few friends and would be returning very,very late. Yet he had told Lopa that he would be home about half an hour after midnight. He wanted her to wait for him.

Lopa remembered, memories of that night screened across her closed eyes.She thought harder, as she coiled into a round embryo, her fingers swallowed between her legs. The free hand traced beneath the blanket her bum hole, as she caressed between the cracks of her round bun reaching for the asshole.

Her thoughts drifted again.

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Her cousin had slept off early; she woke up earlier than anyone in the house. At sharp 12:30 a sms announced that he was outside her bedroom. He had mastered the art of entering the house without waking up anyone. Lopa tiptoed to her bedroom door, quietly opened it and he stood outside, eager and horny. The dim light was not bright enough, but she could see him clear. They rushed in and locked the door behind.The same animalistic desire that had locked them early afternoon dragged them back into the vortex of pleasure. He did not bother about undressing, as he lifted her back on to the bed, his head dug between her legs as she lay on the bed,his tongue drawing magical circles around her fleshy mound, her puffy labia opening up every time he pushed his tongue inside her, her inner muscles contracted to press his tongue trying to hold it back as he retracted it. The pleasure was limitless.

Lopa had already turned herself over on the bed by now, breathing harder as her arousal peaked, face and breasts pushed against the bed as her fingers dug deeper into her fleshy vagina. She grabbed the blanket, biting down hard onto the bed as she slid a second finger into her vagina.

She was already on the floor, with her back resting on to the cold wall. A few pillows had been placed under her bums, raising herself to suit his purpose. Her mouth opened wide to invite his penis as he stood tall. In the dim lights she could feel him thrust his penis into her mouth, she rolled her tongue around his manhood. He then gently retracted his manhood as she clenched her lips around the penis. A few quick movements followed as he slid in and out of her mouth. The hard penis was banging her filling up her mouth every time he thrust it back. He grabbed her head and gently retracted it.

“I am going to cum”he said.

She leaned back and opened her mouth.

She had only seen them do it in porn movies, but yes there was a first for everything.

He retracted his penis and jerked on it, drops of her saliva already trailed on to her face. It did not take long for him to shoot out his hot juices. His cum splashed on her face, her eyes and lips got smeared with the thick white liquid, he climaxed like he had never done before, it was as though a whole days of lust got emptied on her face.



Lopa was dragged back into reality by an explosion of pleasure, letting out a silent scream as her entire body literally froze, she was paralyzed by the orgasmic contractions that had grabbed her fingers into her throbbing vagina. The wetness of her vagina flowed freely, gushing out like a gentle rain, as she leaked her fluids all over the sheet. She lay with her face and breasts pressed down on the pillow, the pajama slipped down to her knees, naked ass pointed upwards, and two fingers still pushed deep inside her climaxing vagina, she passed out into an orgasmic paralysis.



What a way to start my last day at home, Lopa thought….

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In Between His Thighs...

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It had been a good twenty four hours since the system had crashed. She had tried all she knew, reinstalling the OS which kept on getting stuck midway.The helpline was also of no great help, their final offer was to send a system engineer home within forty eight hours. Disha failed in convincing the support lady that she would be leaving to her college in a day and if she did not get her laptop repaired in twenty four hours there was no much help. She furiously turned her mobile off, it was hopeless expecting any support from them. It was then Disha finally decided to call one of her friends, they called him The Nerd, he was for all she knew a computer whiz kid.

It was many months before when she first interacted with The Nerd. He came across as a levelheaded person who knew what he was speaking about. Confident and ambitious hewas like his nick name, a Nerd. Avoided any unwanted conversations and usually just spoke in monosyllables or at most a single sentence. Disha had stuck a conversation with him few times and he knew how to keep things interesting. When the time came for her to pick a laptop, she dialed him and he had in fact advised her in detail a good option within her budget. It was only natural on her part to trouble him when she needed the help and she had kept it as the last option.Late that morning she texted him about the incident, he replied that he was held up that day and would drop in the next day morning if Disha was still in town. Even though it was cutting in close, she had to agree since it looked the only possible option.

It was eleven in the morning when he finally showed up, her folks had left for office and she was busy packing her luggage for the college. Her entire bed was littered with every single piece of clothing that she intended to pack.One suitcase and an unusually large backpack her cousin had gifted her a summer back were on the floor, right next to the bed. A backpack which would be sufficient to carry a few books and laptop was next to my table. So when she invited him to her bedroom, she had not really thought about the mess it was in. The Nerd looked at the mess and made his own conclusions, nevertheless he was in her room, with all her inner wear displayed on the bed along with nightdress and other clothes. Not that he had time to look since he headed off directly to the table, opened the laptop and started working on it.

“You just needed to reinstall the OS.” The expert opined.
“It does not go more than 51%. It just gets stuck there.”
“Your DVD might not be in top nick.”

The Nerd then fetched his DVD from his backpack. Inserted it on to the DVD slot and closed the lid. The rest took the usual time, while she was packing her clothes in he was busy with the laptop.

Their conversation whatever little they had mostly was about new college,future plans. They spoke about class a bit, about boys and girls and teachers. The Nerd knew more than enough for his reputation, about who was seeing whom and what all were happening in the campus. It came as no surpris ewhen he asked her if she was still going around with someone, who happened to be his friend. Disha replied in the negative.

“He used to speak a lot about you.”
“All good I hope?”Disha replied.
He paused a bit and replied cautiously, “Mostly yes.”
It took Disha by surprise, “Mostly Yes, what other things did he speak about.”
“Hmm.. let me think,About your trips and weekend liaisons.”
Disha was taken aback, “Trips and weekend liaisons. My god! Who told you that and why would you believe something like that?”
“He sounded pretty convincing.” The Nerd looked at her questioningly.
“Well I have never slept with him. I don’t know what he might have told you. We went around, but he was a real jerk.” Disha paused a bit, “And oh! He has a longer nose than a dick.”
The Nerd looked back at her shocked.
“No I am not joking.I had a tough time giving him a hand job once inside a theater. It just slipped out of my grasp.”Disha held up her right hand describing the same.
“So he lied a lot. He used to talk about you during beer with few friends. Have heard him say how he had taken you a few times in your house and all.”
“I guess someone should actually pull his pants down and see if I am true.”

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What followed was an eerie silence. Disha was furious, half the school knew lies about her, not that she could go back and change the same, yet she would think about the same every time she met on of her classmates. Disha realized she had done a huge mistake by even going out with a jerk like her ex.


“Look you don’t have to beat yourself for that. Most of the guys anyways never believed half of what he said.”
“But You Did?” Disha interrupted.
“Do I look like someone who would know the difference?”
“Yes I should have known that.” Disha blurted out, absent mindedly, as soon as the words escaped from her mouth, she realized her mistake. She cupped her mouth and looked apologetic, she continued, “I am really sorry. Did not mean it that way.”

He did not say anything. It made the situation even worse.

The Nerd got back working on the computer, the screen showed installation at 77%.
Disha sensed the uneasiness in the room, she felt bad. He had after all he had agreed to come and help her and she instead was insulting him. Disha excused herself and went to the ground floor, she needed a coffee badly and he too seemed to agree for one. The black coffee was ready in few minutes. She poured it in two cups and took it to her bedroom.

The sudden realization that she had someone in her bedroom that she was serving coffee made her realize the awkwardness of the situation. She had never been in this situation even with her ex-bf, the gentleman who had lied about sleeping with her. Disha would never see The Nerd in that way, in fact she had never seen him in any way apart from that of a classmate. The Nerd was just a well informed friend, whom you called when you needed to buy anything related to computers. She walked into the room, placed the coffee on the table, he thanked her for the drink. She then walked sat on the floor busy getting busy packing.

“So you guys mostly talk about girl friends when you meet is it?” Disha enquired.
“Occasionally yes.”
“But what about you?” Disha was more curious now, yes she knew he had no known girl friend and he was more of a silent type. It could be seen as insulting, but she was just curious.

The Nerd looked at her, trying to figure out if she was insulting him again or just plane curious.
“I usually grab a drink and listen. Unless they talk about computers of football.”
“So you have never been around with anyone.”
“What makes you think I have been around with anyone?”

It was not hard for her to believe him. He did not look like someone who would do that, there were a few hundred jokes going around about how him. Her ex-bf used to make fun of him too. He did not look all that nerdy. Thin face and a thick rimmed pair of glasses made him look cute in a strange way. Disha too had not felt the touch of a man in a long time, and the sudden thought of not having had any physical contact the last few months made her think.Suddenly The Nerd looked like an option, an necessity which would fit her bill.The way she figured out, he was fit the bill perfectly. He had what she did not have and chances were his would be bigger than her ex’s. Even if he told anyone, which she doubted he would, no one would believe him. Disha looked at him one more time.

This time with a definite lust filled eyes. Blue jeans tightly snuggled around his thin frame, the white t-shirt with collar made him look cute. And then there was the thick framed glass, suddenly it made him look more attractive and mysterious.

“Oh I am desperate.” Disha thought.

The Nerd turned to her and said, “The installation is over. You just have to install the driver cd, which is easy.”
“Yes I know that.” Disha replied,she got up from the floor, “You still have not finished your coffee.”
The Nerd reached for his mug of coffee and sipped from it.

Disha looked at him one more time, “Did she really want to do it?”

The thought lingered in her mind,she had no idea how long it would be before an opportunity like this presented itself.
She then looked at herself.Dressed in a chocolate brown three fourths and a dark tank top, she looked ravishing. The hair had been let loose and it fell all the way down. She reached for a band tied her hair down. Before she finally got out of the moment, she decided to finally go ahead.

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She grabbed his arm and pulled him on to the bed. Cleared the articles of clothes on the bed and made him sit on it.

“You just lie down on the bed andenjoy.” Saying it she kissed his lips, a small peck.
She then pushed him on the bed making him lie down, unbuckled his belt and unhooked his jeans. He was already gasping, his hands made a failed attempt to dissuade her and his no’s fell into deaf ears. Disha then unzipped his pants and pulled it all the way down. She then knelt in front of him, her pussy already twitching with expectation. Disha then pulled down his jockey inner wear and his man hood tumbled out.
She gasped, “Wow, it’s huge.” She said. She stared at it, mouth wide open. "Good Lord, it is huge." She repeated.
Even though his member was still placid, it was long, thin like him, but long and as she grabbed it with her soft fingers, it slowly hardened. Disha started to gently stroke his member,running her fingers around the shaft, her thumb over the tip of his penis,moving upwards in gentle strokes. The Nerd started to groan as she worked her fingers, his hips gyrating in pleasure, his cock thrust up in the air. Disha leaned forward and took the tip of his penis in her mouth, his legs shot up at the sudden sensation of pleasure; he strained his neck up trying to see if it was actually happening. She then started to suck, suck firmly as she rolled her tongue around the head of his penis. His cock was now really stiff and quiet thick. It made her lips stretch wide and after a short while she stopped since her jaw was aching. The Nerd put his hands on her head and pulled her back onto the tip of his penis.

“Please don’t stop. Please don’tstop.” He spoke.

Disha licked the tip of his penis and started to jerk him off focusing on the tip. Her hand now soaked with her saliva and pre cum. His cock was growing hard with each stroke that she knew he was going to cum any moment. Disha furiously jerked him, while squeezing his balls with the other hand. He stiffened, his legs shooting up again in the air,his muscles thickened. The Nerd shot up his juices, she had carefully tilted his penis at an angle to avoid the secretions on her. Disha continued jerking him as he leaked on fluids. The thick mix of her saliva and his cum made his cock wet and slippery, never the less she squeezed every bit off his balls and jerked every bit off from his shaft. The last drop escaped out of the tip of his penis and the Nerd collapsed.

“Good lord, you cum a lot.” Dishasaid.
He was still gasping for breath when she got up and walked towards the washroom. Her palm was thick with his love juices and she held the tap open washing it out. She then grabbed a towel and cleaned her hands. She then grabbed a roll of tissue and walked back into the room. The Nerd was still on the bed, buried under layers of pleasure. She pulled out a long slip of tissues and started to clean his shaft, he stirred back. In his wild orgasm he had sprayed the bed sheet, cum even hitting a few of her clothes meant for packing. She cleaned it all with the tissue.
“I am sorry, I made a mess ofthings.” He said apologetically.
“Don’t be. I knew what I wasdoing.” Disha replied.

He then got up and walked into the wash room, his jeans on the floor and the jockey shorts still around his thighs. It took him a while to come out of the washroom and when he came out,he was still semi erect, his penis looked like it still had life in it.

The Nerd looked at Disha.
“Can I ask you something?” He asked.
“Yep.” She replied.
“I have always masturbated to porn movies. Especially when the man climaxed on her face.” The Nerd paused.
Disha had never done that, a facial as they called it these days. It was horny in some way at the same time it was messy too. She too had seen it in porn movies and it was indeed messy as it looked. She knew she would do it at some point to of time, but not this early.She for all practical purposes was still a virgin.

“Yeah, cool, you can if you want.”Disha replied. There was always going to be a first time, so why not todayafter all he had a penis which was really long, as long as a few of the dicksin porn websites.

The Nerd then asked her to lay on the floor, on her back, he pulled out a pillow from the bed and placed it under her head. Disha swept her hair back away from her face, tucking it neatly behind her ears. `
The Nerd then sat astride on her breast, right close to her shoulders. His whole body trembled with excitement and pleasure as he nestled across her. His penis stood semi erect right above her face, slanting towards her mouth. She reached the tip of his penis with her tongue and licked it.

“Have you done this before?” TheNerd asked.
“No. This is the first time.”Disha replied.

The Nerd paused a bit, “Are you sure you want to do this?”
Disha smiled back, “Ya why not.Sounds kinky.”

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He was waiting for the reply in the affirmative. His eyes betrayed the sheer animalistic lust as he grabbed his pole. He began jerking with full focus and with each passing stroke he was growing in size. In between he would stop and raise himself to position his penis right into her mouth. He would then gently push it in her mouth, and then pull it out. The Nerd did it a few times. Disha could feel him grow in size in her mouth. He then pulled out his cock from her mouth and sat back on her gently. He stroked his penis and began jerking it again.


“Oh dear, I am going to cum.” He gaspedout, furiously stroking his penis.
His head swung up as he looked at the ceiling trying to get every nerve in his body to react to a shattering climax. The Nerd held his throbbing cock in front of her and he gasped again,louder this time. His whole body contracted and shuddered. Disha giggled back,waiting.

“Oh God. I am cuming.” Hegrunted.

The jet of warm sperm shot out of his penis, spurts of it, hitting Disha on her face. She felt the boiling hot liquid splash against her cheeks and onto the curve of her closed eyes. He continued to furiously jerk on his penis as bursts of sperm fell on her forehead.
“Oh God. I cannot stop.” He saidas he let out another burst of sperm on her cheeks.
He then paused, his weight for a slight moment resting on her as he struggled to get his breath back. Under him Disha had still not opened her eyes. His cum was still all over her left eye,she gently tried to open her right eye, it opened freely. She could see him look at her, his jaws drop.
“Oh you have it all over yourface.”
“Grab a mirror. It is on the bed.” Disha replied, curious to see it for herself.
He stood up and grabbed a mirror Disha had kept for college. He was still shaking from his experience and his limbs were weak.
Disha looked at herself in the mirror. There were long strains of sperm on her cheeks and forehead. Her left eye was covered in a small pool of his love juices. Lots of droplets on her cheeks and forehead, Disha scooped out the pool of sperm from her eye and cleaned it on her shorts.
She then looked at him, his penis back to its semi placid state. A streak of sperm still dripping from his penis,she reached for his penis and grabbed it directing it towards her mouth. She then took the placid penis in her mouth and sucked the last drops of it and swallowed. Disha kept on sucking his penis till she could feel it fold inside her mouth.

She then got up and dashed to the bathroom, it was a good way to end her last day in the town she thought to herself...

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Till his heart broke....

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

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The next day was even hectic, half a day in her parlor to get her hair cut short, the other half to go for shopping. It was going to be very difficult to meet Mo (short for her friend’s brother). She spoke to him through the phone couple of times and he sounded real bad, she wanted to meet him as he sounded real bad, yet she had a tough time trying to keep up with what had to be done immediately. It was late in the evening when she finally called Mo, he had got back to his home and was on the bed, feigning sickness spending his whole day in the bed. His sister had already gone to join her new college and her classes had already begun. Millie knew she did not have much time the next day and would have to somehow make an hour and drop down to meet him.
The next morning Millie woke up exhausted, she had not slept enough since she was packing way into the night. She got down to the kitchen and grabbed her coffee, the time was already 10:00 a.m and her folks had already left for office. Her mobile showed three miss calls, one from her classmate and two from Mo. She called Mo back, he said he had taken a day off from his classes and he was feeling much better after coming back home. He had in fact spend the whole day clearing his mailboxes of her mails and burning all the gifts and greetings that he had got from his girl friend. Millie was already half relieved that he was recovering finally. She told him that she would drop down in an hour if possible and kept the phone. He said he had not yet had breakfast and would in fact ask the maid to cook for two. Millie too agreed for the breakfast since she could save that much time. Her day looked relatively free though she had to pick up a few clothes she had given for stitching and to replace a few more which she did not like. Millie figured she could have the whole afternoon for that, she would drive down to her new college the next day early morning as she had decided.
It took her an entire hour and half to finally get to Mo’s house and it was already noon, she had yet to have breakfast. He stood there in a boxer shorts and basketball t-shirt, smiling.
“You Ok?” Millie asked?
“Better.”
“Good. Now I can leave in peace.”
Millie walked into the house, directly to the dining table. The breakfast was already there, though it was not as warm as she had expected. He spoke about the harrowing past one week he had been through, about how she had dumped him saying she felt too suffocated in the relationship. Millie told him that she too had felt the same about her. Millie could see, he was still crazy about the girl and he was holding back with great resolve and strength trying hard not to breakdown and cry. They had finished breakfast and was sitting across the table talking, when he finally broke into tears, all his strength and resolve had crumbled and he was sitting there sobbing uncontrollably. Millie did not want to interfere, she always believed crying helped to ease out things and Mo crying was good for him all she could do was give a shoulder to cry, which is exactly what she did.
She patted his mane, as he sat next to her crying, weeping on her shoulders, his hands wrapped around her neck holding her. His sobs lasted for a few minutes, his hands still around her neck slowly pressing against her breasts. Millie had not given much thought to that till she felt her breasts were being pressed in an unusual way by his arms. Figuring out things amiss, she cleverly adjusted her sitting position forcing him to move from her shoulders and un-wrap his arms. In the pretext of grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge she got up from her seat and walked towards the kitchen. Mo choose not to follow her and sat back, still in tears. Millie grabbed a bottle of water and walked back pulling up a chair next to him. What greeted her eyes was not a sobbing Mo, but a Mo who had pulled the cushion between his legs trying to hide something, he was not really doing a wonderful thing with that since it was quite obvious to her. Millie smiled back at him.
“Don’t tell me you got a hard-on hugging me.”
Mo was embarrassed, he wiped his tears and just looked back.
Millie too felt that she had pushed him to a corner.
“I was not expecting it. Suddenly when I realized that my hands were around you and I….”
Millie looked down her t-shirt, it was a low v neck t-shirt, she guessed he would have a quite a nice view of her cleavage from where he was sobbing.
“Don’t tell me that can give you an erection.”
“I didn't know it would.” Replied an emboldened Mo.
“Well apparently it has.” Millie replied back jovially, she handed him the bottle of water, hoping a gulp of it would take his mind of it and would let the embarrassing moment under the carpet. As he reached for the bottle of water, the cushion fell of his lap, giving Millie a complete view of what he was hiding. The boxer shorts was stretched to the limits, his penis formed a big tent and few drops of pre-cum had already drenched the top of his trousers.

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Millie had never actually seen something like that in real life before, her eyes were transfixed on the erection and she was not even aware of the fact that Mo was looking at her back in equal bewilderment.
“Looks like someone is interested?” Mo quickly spoke out.
It was Millie’s turn to be embarrassed now.
“I too have not seen many.” She belted out.
Mo sat back, “Would you want to see it?”
The situation and the dialogue had gone way beyond awkward and entered into lecherous territory minutes back, it would only be futile of her to say no and hold back her curiosity as to what it would look like.
She was still immersed in her own world of thought, when he finally pulled down his shorts up to his knees. His erection sprang out like a animal standing up bold and erect. Millie had only read about it, had only seen in porn movies in real life, it looked magnificent. Thick nerves crisscrossed it winding up and down in a chaotic manner. Millie stared at his manhood as he lay back and watched her savor the moment.
She then reached out for his penis, it retracted like a living creature. Millie felt a strange chill ran up her body, a pleasurable tickle. She reached for it again, this time grabbing the staff of his penis. The head of his penis still dripped precum, the smooth liquid oozed out in drops. She wiped it with the palm of her hands, Millie then gently caressed his penis from top to bottom as Mo lay back, his eyes closed savoring every moment. Millie ran her finger up and down his shaft, gently trying to trace the path of every vein that stood out prominently. The tip of her finger gently squeezing each vein of his as she traced the vein around his penis, Millie then grabbed his testicles and gently squeezed it. Everything she did was equally pleasurable to her, as she started jerking his penis off. Mo strained under her grip, his legs stretched apart, he was taking in every moment of the experience. Millie increased the pace at which she was jerking, his legs strained harder stretching into the air, his eyes rolled up shut tight, his fingers digging into the fabric of the cushion. He moaned pleasurably.
“Oh it feels so good.” He said, “Oh it feels so good.”
Millie gently caressed his thighs and squeezed his balls with her left hand. His legs strained and he gasped for breath as she increased the pace.
“I am going to cum, I am going to cum.” He barely let out the words.
Millie had never seen a male ejaculate; she had only seen it in movies. She delicately kept on jerking him, till he climaxed. Mo ejaculated his load, his white silky sperm shooting out of his penis, strains of it falling back on his t-shirt. Millie kept on jerking his penis as he kept on oozing his fluids. The seeping hot semen had made his penis slippery as it dribbled over her fingers. Millie squeezed his penis hard one last time and slowly moved it up hopping to drain every drop of semen out of his penis. Mo gasped and gasped and collapsed on to the sofa.
Millie looked at what she had done to her friends little brother. The young man, lay there on the sofa. His legs spread aside, his penis still dripping sperm. His warm semen was all around between his legs, thick strains of it on his t-shirt and on his thighs. His penis wet and dripping, drops of it formed a small pool on the sofa. Millie stood up and walked towards the washroom. In the washroom she held her right hand, his hot semen still felt sticky in between her fingers, webs of it on her palm. She held up her hand and smelt the semen, it was strange. As always curious she extended her tongue licking a little bit of the semen, just to get a taste of it. It felt strange. Millie then washed her hand, soaped it and washed it again, till her palms smelt soap. She then inspected her t-shirt to see if any escaping strain had fell on it, there weren't any. Millie reached for a towel and cleaned her wet hand. She then walked back to the front room. Mo was still lying there, his penis drenched in his own sperm, his hand loosely clasped around his eyes.
Millie threw the towel on him, stirring him up.
“Clean yourself up.” She said.
“Wow that was wonderful.” He said.
“Yes it was wonderful for me too.” Millie said in a low voice.

She reached for the bottle of water and took a gulp. Even though it was wonderful experience for her, she still had not had the shattering climax she wanted. She could feel the wetness down there, but yet it was not the climax that she desired. She looked at him as he walked out towards the bathroom, his boxers left on the floor right next to where it all had happened, a mute spectator to the events of the afternoon. It took a while before he walked out, his penis dried properly.
“It looks like it could go one more time.” Mo said.
Millie looked down between his legs. In the hurry earlier she had not really focused on looking at his male form. It was the first penis she had ever seen and she had no idea if it was long or not. Yet it looked semi-erect, no more the flaccid penis it was a while back.
Millie looked at it one more time, as much as she wanted to do it, she wanted to just stand up and ask him to get back into his shorts. Mo sat on the sofa, the same place he had sat before, like trying his luck with her one more time, teasing her.
Millie finally gave up.
“One more time and then I go.” Millie said, “And remember this never happened and we go back to being friends.” Though she doubted how much of friends she would be after what had just happened.
He nodded in agreement.
Millie reach for his penis and started playing with it, trying her best to bring it back to life again. Deep in her mind she wanted kneel down between his legs and take his manhood in her mouth, yet she did not do it, something held her back. She played with his penis gently stroking it and coaxing it to life. It began getting erect again, the lost life rushing back through the veins of his penis as it began to pulsate. The head sprang out of the foreskin as she continued to caress his penis. Millie held back her urge to reach for it one more time. The penis was beginning to get fully erect, the blood rushing back into it. Giving up to her urge Millie kneeled in between his legs and brought her face close to his penis till she could smell it.
“Aw it feels so good.” She told herself.
She extended her tongue and touched the tip of his penis, Mo stirred on the sofa. The saliva on tip of her tongue jolted him out of his seat. She then licked his penis bottom to the tip, it felt dry. So she gently spit on it and then ran the tip of her tongue tracing his veins till the tip of his tongue.
“It was time” she told herself.
She dragged her closer to him, her head positioned right above his penis, her gaze fixed on to the tip of his penis. She looked at him through the locks of her short hair; Mo had already closed his eyes, his hands dug into the socket of his eyes. Millie opened her mouth and took the tip of his penis between her lips. Millie rolled her tongue around the tip of her penis. Mo thrust his hips a bit up, the penis penetrating into her mouth. She felt a strange sense of excitement as his manhood got deeper. She retracted her mouth till she only had the tip of his penis in her mouth. She then jerked him as she kept on sucking his penis, her head bobbing up and down as the lips suckled on to his penis. His hips thrusting into the air up and down as she slowed her pace, his muscles strained. Millie felt the sudden hardening of his leg muscles as it pressed against her ribs. She withdrew her head in a hurry, still jerking his penis. She looked at his member which was a coat of her own saliva. She spit back on the penis, and started jerking violently.
“Tell me when you are about to cum.” Millie said.
“Oh yes I will.” Mo spoke out between moans and gasps.
Millie took the head of his penis in her mouth and started jerking faster and faster as she sucked on it. She could feel the muscles of her leg strengthen around her body.
“Oh I am going to cum, I am going to cum.” Mo said.
Millie decided to stick on to his penis, keep on sucking at it. His legs stretched up into the thin air, his hands grabbed her head trying to pull her out of his penis. Strangely Millie wanted to know what it felt like, she pushed back his hands and held on to his hips, pushed his penis deeper into her mouth, and then he climaxed.
The warm jizz spluttered in bursts into her mouth, drops of it shooting into the roofs of her throat, spilling all inside her mouth. She jerked his shaft squeezing it softly as she sucked on to the tip of his penis. His warm semen still in her mouth, as she stopped masturbating, Millie pulled back her head, his semen still collected in her mouth.
This was the moment she was waiting for, did she want to do it.
Before the moment would go and she would change her mind, she swallowed the whole load in one gulp. She then extended her tongue and reached for the last few drops of semen flowing down his penis. Millie sucked on it one more time, drying it up. The little semen she swallowed.
Mo lay there shattered crumbled into a nothingness drowned in pleasure, his legs weak and his hands helplessly thrown about, head rolled back up. He was completely out of sync, probably wasted as he drowned in mirth.
Millie stood up, kissed him on his lips, reached for the bottle of water and gulped down half the bottle. She did not know what it tasted like, she did not want to know. She had done it and that was all.
Millie walked out of the house in a jiffy.
A day later Millie drove out of the town, having done something she thought she would have to wait a few more years.

 

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