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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
Hello friends
I am Ashok from Sangli (Maharashtra). Here I am submitting my fresh story.
We were staying in a very big rented house in a small villae of Maharashtra. Ours was a joint family. My two uncles were also staying with us. Recently one of my uncle got transferred to Pune. As the house was very old, we purchased a new flat at a convenient place, having all facilities and we shifted there. We didn’t vacate the old bungalow as the space occupied by us was very big and the rent was comparatively very less.
I used to utilize the half portion of that old bungalow for study purpose. We were not using the other portion. So my elder brother started a Play Group in the remaining portion of that bungalow. My Sister-in-Law was a trained graduate. When the Play Group started, there were only 10 to 12 children, but after one year, the strength increased to 25 and my Sister-in-Law decided to employ one or two teachers to manage everything in order.
She gave an advertisement in the local newspapers and the date of interview was fixed. Out of the candidates interviewed, two Muslim girls, studied in the English Medium School were selected. These two selected girls were well known to my Sister-in-Law. The appointment letters were issued to them I could hear all their conversation as there was only one partition in between. . My Sister-in-Law was talking to them, Both of you must be here tomorrow at 8.15 sharp. No late coming is allowed. You will collect the keys from Babalu who stays by the next door. The school will start at 8.30. There will be a small break at 11.00 to 11.15 and the school will close at 13.00 p.m. Please note that you must stay back till are children have left the school premises. The one who has left back will lock the doors properly and deposit the keys again with Babalu and then leave. O.K.? We don’t have peons here. So you have to manage everything… And one another thing, both you were veil. How you will teach children with this?. O.K.?’
I was listening to all this conversation. I was suddenly alarmed by the words, ` You will change your dress. You can use the adjacent room, which is being used as Store Room, for changing purpose’ I wanted to see a grown up girl while changing her cloths, because my childhood friend, Pappu, had told me once, `If you get a chance any time, see how they look! Very exciting!.... Upto tis time, I never had a chance. So I decided to take this chance. There was only one door between my room and that Store Room. The door was always locked. There was a gap of about ¼ inces beween the shutters and we had put on a curtain to hide that door.
Just to make sure whether I can have a look of that room, I slid the curtain aside and peeped in. The store room was packed with so many unwanted things, like extra dining table, few chairs, toys, household material and there was very little vacant space. There was no window and hence we had to put on the light if we go inside the room to search something. I wanted to make sure that if one of these teachers came inside for the purpose of changing her cloths, would it be possible for me to see her through that gap. I was certain that I could.
Next day morning I was eagerly waiting for somebody to come to collect the keys. At about 8.10, a girl wearing a veil came. `Are you Babalu?’ She asked. `Yea’ I said. `You want the keys?’ She nodded and stretched forth her hand. I could see her eyes only. I handed over the keys to her and asked, `May I know your name please?’ `I am Naseem’ She said and left.
As I heard her unlock the door of the Play Group, I went to the curtain and slightly slid it aside. I could see her coming into the Store Room. She switched on the light, put the carry bag on the chair and started to change. First she removed the veil. I could not see her face as she was not facing me. She wore only an ordinary gown underneath. She removed it. There was a slip, without bra. She also removed the slip. I saw her naked back. Then she undone the knot of her Salwar and came out of it. Now she was only her panties. She turned halfway to take out her clothes from the carry bag and I had the glimpse at her naked breasts. They were full and the nipples were brownish. I could heard my heartbeats now. I was so eager to have a close look of her naked breasts that I even didn’t see her face. I observed a large mole on her left breast. It was very very prominent. She bent and her breasts looked to me as a papaya hanging on the tree. They were heaving. She took out a black bra. Before putting it on, she cupped both her breasts in her hands, slightly fongled them, tapped them as if she was playing with him and then put on the bar. She was looking great in her bra and panties. I felt uneasiness in my groin. I felt something strange happening there. I looked at my pants. I found a bulge there. I put my hand into my shorts and touched there. I found it stiff and bulky. I put it again in the shorts and buckled my pant. Is this the excisement, Pappu was telling me about? I asked myself. I had become restless.
At 13.00 hrs. I heard the closing bell. One by one the children went home. Then I heard, the doors were being locked.. Then I saw her again to hand over the keys . I asked her smiling, `How was the first day?’ `Fine. I enjoyed it. The boys are very funny’ She said. When she was about to turn, I asked her, `Are you in hurry?’ `No, Why?’ she looked at me with surprise. I wanted to tell her that she was very beautiful, but decided against it and kept quiet. She ralised my condition and asked me, `You wanted to tell me something, Is that right? What was that?’ I tried to adjust my words, but again failed. `Why are you so hesitating?’ She asked me. `Is that so secret?’ `, but again failed. `Why are you so hesitating?’ She asked me. `Is that so secret?’ `Yes, It is…. I wanted to tell you that you are very beautiful’ I somehow uttered these words. Naseem was taken a back!. She was absolutely stunned with my words. `What? What did you say? Tell me once again’ She said. I repeated my words, `I wanted to tell you that you are very beautiful’. Naseem was still looking at me with unbelievable eyes. `But how can you say this? When did you see me. I always wear veil as soon as I come out of my house. I met you for the first time today and….I really don’t understand’ Naseem was apparently very very surprised to hear my words. I wanted to give her another shock. I said, `I know another secret about you. If I tell you…. I trailed off. `What do you know about me?’ Naseem asked with bated breath. I said, `No. I will not tell you that. It’s my secret.”
Naseem came near and grabbed my hand. `You have to tell me that now. I will not go home unless you tell me that. I said, `Please remove that veil. I want to see your face’. Naseem laughed laudly. `Babalu, you are really great. You have not yet seen my face yet and still you are saying that I am beautiful? Strange! Very Very strange!! However while talking, Naseem removed the veil from the face and for the first time, I saw her. She was really very beautiful. `I am not lying Naseem. When I first said that you are very beautiful, I was talking about your body. It’s so beautiful’. Naseem was so startled that she almost crumpled. She controlled herself with tremendous efforts. `Are you crazy, Babalu? Do you understand what you are saying?’ `Yes, Naseem. I will tell you something which will convince you that I am not lying. It’s as good as proof’ I said. `Proof?’ Naseem exclaimed. `You have proof with you? Tell me what is that? You have to tell me that’ Naseem insisted. `O.K.’ I said, `I will tell you that, but first promise me that you will not get angry with me’. `Agreed’ Naseem said, `Now tell me that’s that?’ I looked in her eyes and said, `I saw a big mole on your left breast. That was looking very beautiful against the snow white background’.
That was bombsell for Naseen. She was rocked from top to bottom She was so shocked that she literally could not utter a word. She just stood there, not moving at all, looking at me, horrified. I felt sorry for her. I went to her and put my hand upon her shoulders and said, `Naseem, I know, you will not understand anything what I am talking, because you don’t know anything. Now listen, I saw you today morning when you were changing your clothes in the Store Room. `What! You saw me? Impossible! The door was closed. How it’s possible? She exclaimed. `Yea, the door was closed, but there is a small gap between the two shutters and through that gap I saw everything’ I said.
Naseem’s face became red-hot. `Tell me exactly what did you see? She asked shyly.
I said, `I saw everying…first you removed the veil, then undressed yourself….took out your cloths from your carry bag…then before putting on your bar you fondled your breast….patted them. That was the time, I saw the mole.’
`How you felt when you saw me without……’ Naseem asked me without looking at me, obviously she was feeling embarrassed. I said, `I got excited. My friend Puppu had told me that when I will see a young girl without any cloths on, you will get excited. I experienced that today’
Naseem looked at me and said, `Have you got excited for the first time in your life?’ `Yea’ I said. `Tell me, Babalu, when you got exited, what exactly happened?’ She asked me. I tried to explain my condition – I said, `My heart-beats increased, my temples became hot, there was uneasiness in my groin and…..’ I stopped. `And what?’ She asked. Somehow I got courage to tell her `There was a big bulge in my shorts’
Naseem was thinking something. She asked me, `You never had that experience before?’ I said, `No. I never had’ `Then do you want to have that experience again?’ She asked me. `Of course, Naseem. I would love to get it again’ I said.
Naseem came to me and put her hands on my shoulders. `Babalu, In our religion, we are not allowed to expose our body to strangers. Whenever I read or see something erotic, I become excited, but I remain unsatisfied. There is no way out…we can’t do anything. I have experienced this so many times. I tried to suppress my emotions on each occasion, but they are irrepressible… Now we met… we both are unexperienced, but eager to taste it….we will have that tomorrow…same time…. I will come prepared and then we will enjoy. O.K.?’ She hesitated slightly, and added, `Can you hold me tightly and kiss me on the lips?’ It was an unexpected offer. I put my hand around her waist and pulled her towards me. She clinged to me and offered her lips to me. I could not resist the temptation. I just bent and kissed her hard on the lips. Her lips were wet and hot. Our lips remained pressed tighly for a long time. I could feel the warmth of her breasts. I slid my hand into the lose top and cupped her breast. `Squeeze it’ She said and I obeyed her order. `Oh’ She moaned. `Again, please…. Harder….yea….keep on doing that’.
I kissed and squeezed her breasts for a long time. She then disengaged herself and said, `We will enjoy it fully tomorrow. I will not disappoint you….I mean it.’ She said bye to me and left.
I sat there, motionless….thinking about Naseem… about her naked body in saw in the morning, remembering the sweet taste of her hot lips and the warmth of her heavy breasts! She had made me restless. I was so hot that I wanted Naseem again desperately to calm down my passion. Only Naseem would do that. I was sure. I didn’t sleep well that night. All the time, I was thinking of Naseem.
Next day, immediately after arriving, Naseem removed her vail, and smiled at me, `Hi, Babalu’ How are you? Have you slept well last night?’ `You know that I could’t … and you also’ I said. `Yea’ Naseem said. `All the time, I was thinking about you’ Her words delighted me. I gave her the keys and asked her in a low voice, `Have you come prepared?’ Naseem blushed and said, `Of course. I had to because I was waiting for this for too long a period. So….see you at 13.15…Don’t be too impatient… Bye!’ She said smiling.
I was eagerly waiting for Naseem to come at 13.15 hrs. All students left the premises and I heard the door being locked. I became impatient. Naseem was coming….she was coming to make me happy, to give me full enjoyment. I was triing to recollect the lost image of her naked body during the whole night, but that was not necessary now. She was coming to me just to get undressed….fully!
As the footsteps stopped at my front door, before she could press the call button, I opened the door. As she came in, I closed the door and locked it. I turned towards Naseem and pulled her into my arms. She clinged to me. I kissed her hard on the lips. I was breathing heavily. Somehow, I could remove her top. She wore a bra today. I dinn’t try to unhook her bra. I started to squeeze her breasts. Within a minute, I got excite so much that I wanted to undress Naseem fully. I tried to unhook the bra, but it was tighly fastened. I fumbled with the hook but I could not open it. Naseem knew my difficulty. She reached behind and unhooked it. I grabeed her fluttering breasts. I could see the heat of her youth as I touched her breasts.
I wanted to know from Naseem about her preparation. So I asked her. She laughed and said, `I am on the pill today……don’t worry… don’t try to hold back….it will be over soon being our first time… let it happen any time… we will prolong the 2nd round’ I did not undersand anything what she was saying. I just wanted to see her fully naked. So I removed her salwar and put my hand into her panty. `Push it down’ Naseem urged. Obviously, she wanted to get rid of it quickly and helped me to roll it down over her round thighs. She was completely naked now. I saw her beauty and I got undressed quickly. As I came out of my shorts, my shaft sprung up like a rubber pipe. It was at its full length and width. `Can I touch you there?’ Naseem asked me. `Yah, hold it in your hands. It’s throbbing’ I felt Naseem’s delicate fingers on my shaft encircling it’s full length and it hardened. It became rock hard. I kissed Naseem again & again, every time my kisses were more passionate than the earlier. Naseem could not contol her emotions. She dragged me towards the bed and I collapsed on her naked body. She opened her thighs wide and whispered in my ears, `Put it in…don’t rush… let the full length disappear into me, then thrust!’ I said, `O.K.’ and started to push my swoolen penis into her slowly. As soon as I went in half the way, Naseem started to moan, `Aah….It’s too big…..Oh God… I can’t accommodate it….Slowly…Yea…Yea…that’s it. Oh…it’s going…slightly push…yea… Aah…’ Naseem clunged to me tightly, spreading her thighs as wide as possible. My full grown shaft was perfectly filled into her. There was no space to go further. I was about to thrust in again, I came. Before I could do anything, I lost senses and just kept on pushing my shaft into her. The heaviness of my shaft lessened and lessened. All my strength left me and it was over. Naseem was also breathing very heavily. `Have you lost your senses completely?’ I asked her. `Yea. We came together. I felt as if hot metal was being poured into me. I withdrew my shaft from her pussy. It had become sticky all over there. I wiped out all the blood stains and a pool of semen from the bed sheet. I also wiped her thighs clean.
`It’s over too early, but don’t worry, this happens due to lack of experience. You will get recharged soon and we will restart the game. Love all’ Naseem said laughing.
I kissed her on the lips again. I was not fully satisfied. I wanted fierce love making, squeezing, sucking, thrusting…deeper and stonger….I wanted to hear her moan loudly… and I wanted to enter her from behind too. Pappu had told me all these things. I wanted to try all these today with Naseem. So I started to fondle her breasts once again. I took the nipple in my mouth and sucked. `Oh…..it feels so wonderful’ Naseem sighed. `Squeeze them….harder’ As I started to apply pressure, my shaft began to rise again. Life came into is once again. I touched it and it sprung again, fully charged, ready to enter and thrust….
`I want to enter again’ I said. `Yea…push it in again…it will go in easily’ Naseem said. I obeyed her and thrust forcefully. `Aah...My God…Soooo powerful…Soooo good…thrust again’ Naseem said. I started moving in & out of her speedily. I was in full control now. I held her from backside and pushed myself forward into her….deeper. She arched her back and allowed me to go even deeper. `Thrust harder….it won’t hurt now’ Naseem said and my attack on her pussy quickened. You are going too fast’ Naseem said, `slow down slightly…keep a constant tempo…don’t try to cum immediately…. Prolong it as far as possible…..let the pressure build up… steadily….let the dam be full and then open the doors….let it come out with full force and you will enjoy it more’ `Thanks for the advice, Naseem’ I said and she laughed.
I set the tempo on `average’ now. The piston was performing its function accurately. The lubricants were sufficient and the friction was delicious. `it feels very nice, Naseem’ I whispered in her ears......let me drill you for some time’ I said and kept on plunging into her. After having done in & out exercise for quite some time, I said, `let us change the position now. I want to enter from behind’ Naseem asked me surprisingly, `Who told you about it?’ I said, `Pappu, my friend. He is my Guru in this field. `What else Pappu told you?’ Naseem asked me. `He told me to have a look at your breasts while you will be bending on your knees, resting on your elbows, your breasts hanging lose, heaving to and fro with my thrusts. Pappu said that this view will excite me more. My shaft will become more stiff. He also advised me that I will be able to prolong the climax still further in this position. `Rally?’ Naseem said, `Then…let’s try it. Your friend must have experienced all this.’
We changed the position. Naseem stood at the edge of the cot, rested her elbows on the edge of the cot, her hips high as far as possible and thighs wide enough to make my entry easier. I looked at her breasts! Pappu was right. Her breasts were hanging lose, heaving to and fro with her movements. They were pointing at the ground. I did not enter her. I just leaned over her hips from behind and held her breasts with my hands. I squeezed them. They were heavy and once they got tempo, they maintained that tempo and went on swinging.
I held my shaft with one hand and aimed it at her entrance. Her pussy was spread wide by constant hammering. The rosy lips of her pussy were inviting me to enter once again. I checked the target and pushed in. My shat went in all the way and Naseem veiling. `Oh…What a terrible blow. You are really fully recharged now. Give me another punch…harder and deeper.’ Naseem’s words exited me further and I thrust again, harder this time…then again..and again, grabbing her breasts from behind and rubbing them roughly.
Drops of sweat started appearing on her forehead. The exertion was terrible, the friction was excessive, the movements rapid, the speed was great, the reach was deep and the stamina was enormous.
Let’s change the posibion. My elbows are etching’ Naseem complained and I withdraw my shaft . It was still too straight, thick and throbbing. Naseem laid on her back, holding her breasts and offering them to me for squeezing. I sat between her thighs and pinched her nipples with my fingers. `Oh…you are hurting me….don’t tease them….love them…take them in your mouth and suck…Yea….like that.. move your tonge over them….Oh.. that feels so great…. Aah…’ Naseem was enjoying my every move. She was aggressive and responsive all the time.
Suddenly, I realized that I was boilding from inside and the pressure had reached to it’s maximum limit. I kissed Naseem hard on her lips and whispered in her ears, Should I shoot it now once again? I am boiling inside’
Naseem did not say anything. She put her arms around my neck and pulled me towards her. She arched high and murmured. `Shoot it in…I am also cuming’ With a vicious thrust, I started to pour into her. Thick ropes of hot semen started flowing from my shaft into her love tunnel. I moaned loudly and thrust into her for the last time. Naseem was struggling for breath now. She also cum with full force. I felt her juices flowing over her thighs and her sigh of relief. I took her breasts in my mouth and rest my head on the swell of her breasts. I felt suffocated when my nose sunk deep in her enormous flesh. Her movements indicated that it was all over for her. She lay there, mothinless, filled with gallons of semen into her love tunnel…. And completely satisfied….
Her conservative religion had compelled her to wear a veil and not to expose any part of her body, but she had rebelled against it successfully by not only exposting her body, but surrendering it fully and enjoying the life in its full extent!
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