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Someone is waiting to LOVE YOU...
Hello friends,
I am Ashok
I like to read erotic stories. After reading view stories, I decided to write my own experience.
This is a true story and my first attempt.
In my college days, I was very shy. I had no girl friend and I never tried to have one. I always stayed away from girls. Though I was interested in seeing photographs of nude girls and read sex stories, in my actual life, I had no courage to look at a girl without fear in my mind. I used to sing only one song at such critical situation – Dhadakne lagata hai mera dil tere namase, aisa lagata hai ke ab hum gaye kamse’ (Only just hearing your name, my heart starts beating fast. I feel that I am now finished). I used to laugh myself over my situation. The result of my such attitude was, I faced the consequences. I lost so many opportunities in my life where I could have very easily enjoyed certain amount of sexual pleasures, not in full, but I didn’t take that opportunities.
After graduation, I realized my mistake. I had wasted so many valuable years of my life without involving into real fun. I was desperately seeking an opportunity to compensate that loss.
I got such opportunity soon. There was a library near our house and all the monthly members used to visit the library daily for exchanging the books. One of theoe regular visitors was a girl of about 22 years. She was very sexy. She used to remove her dupatta on the pretext of adjusting it and let people have a look at her big breasts. I had noticed all her tricks. She used to bend down unnecessarily so that her heavy breasts could hung lose and swing to and fro. She also used to run without covering her breasts with her dupatta. To see her breasts bouncing up and down with every stride, was a delight to pleasure-lover.
One day, I was working in our garden and I saw her coming. Her name was Salma. She might have seen me earlier while coming and going and hence she gave me a sexy smile. I smiled back. I had already decided not to lose opportunity of going more close to her. I casually asked her, `Can you come in for a while after exchanging the book?’ She agreed. After about 15 minutes, she returned with a book in her hand. `Is this a novel?’ I asked her. `No’ She replied. `This a short story book’. I took the book from her hand. The title was `An anxious Hind (female deer)’ Naturally, the book was containing romantic stories. `If you have spare time, can we have a walk toward the Park side?’ I asked her anxiously. Park side area was lonely area and young couples were always seen there enjoying fun. When she agreed to my request, I came to know that there would be a great fun today.
We started to walk towards the Park side. That was about 15 minutes walk. It was winter season and the time was around 6.30 in the evening. Darkness started to fall immediately after sun-set and there was chilly wind blowing. The road was lonely and there were big trees on both the sides of the road. I detected a lonely spot and asked her `Can we sit here for a while?’ She didn’t says `No’. She just walked toward that direction . There was soft green grass under a big tree.
We sat side by side. She kept the book in such a way that I could easily see its cover. The colour picture was very very suggestive. The girl in that picture was shown in a very sexy position. Her curvy breasts were shown very artistically. After seeing the front page, any erotic story reader would certainly pick that book up for reading. I saw at her. She was leaning on one hand, which was just six inches away from me. `This was the opportunity’ I told myself `Grab it’. I put my hand on her hand. I felt it very cool. When I told her so, she replied, `Only my hand is cool’.
I understood what she wanted to convey. I just pulled her towards me and pressed my lips on her hot sexy lips. I started kissing her hard on the lips. She responded immediately. I moved my hands towards her big, sexy breasts. I was very eager to feel them, to touch them, to squeeze them. First, I gently started to fondle them. I could sense the smooth and hot flesh of her breasts though the blouse was on. The silky material of her blouse was firmly fitted over the plums and the curves of her breasts were clearly visible. I played with her breasts to my hearts content. I had decided not to waste today’s opportunity. So my fingers started fumbling with the buttons on her blouse, but to my surprise, she did not allow me to do so.
I repeatedly told her that I will not cross limits or even not touch her secret place. I tried to convince her, but in vain. She was firm on her decision. She was probably expecting me to kiss her and squeeze her breasts to her satisfaction, that too keeping her blouse on.
I said to myself `hard luck’ when she left me unsatisfied.
Hello friends
This is the narration of `an unsuccessful attempt’ , but let me tell you that my journey is still in progress. Will you please wish me `better luck’ next time? Thanks. My email address is
sawant.ashok293@gmail.com
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